Witch



She did not arrive
In a puff of smoke
Nor sat upon a broom
Though I very quickly fell under her spell
As she swept into the room

Lightning flashed
As she passed by
Raven of hair
And Green of eye.

(Don`t mean to imply she had only one eye. I`m sure her binocular vision was fine. and probably far superior to mine)

I engaged with her
In convivial chat
Avoiding the subject
Of Wing of Bat
(And other sensitive topics like that)

Eventually I offered a lift
Just to be sociable
(If you catch my drift)

And after driving
A mile or three
Her magical hand
Sought out my knee
And
Suddenly
Inexplicably
I turned into

A lay-by



Poetry by Yanto
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Written on 2019-01-17 at 05:24

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josephus The PoetBay support member heart!
Love it! I'm laughing as I write this. What Wit! Bravo Zulu!
2019-01-21