The Good, The Bad, The Misunderstood



 The owl, his moon, and the ebony sky

He’s much wiser than money can buy

It’s eleventy o’clock as night draws nigh

From his mighty roost, he lets out a sigh

A fine feathered friend that wonders why

This bird-brained world has gone awry


The black cat, his moon, and the ebony sky

Emphatic, intuitive and wonderfully spry

It’s eleventy o’clock as night draws nigh

Awaken from slumber he lets out a sigh

A loving companion that wonders why

This insensitive world has gone awry


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  1. Love it! 🙂 Sharing…

  2. Thank you, Bette!

  3. Tons of things scarier than ghosties and goblin these days. As you conclude in the lovely poem, “This insensitive world has gone awry.” It’s past time for the pendulum to swing back the other way!
    (Madelyn Griffith-Haynie – ADDandSoMuchMORE dot com)
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  4. A beautiful seasonal interpretation of the world’s madness.

  5. Brigid and Madelyn said it all. The header on this ghost is lovely. Watch out for things that go bump in the night or in the day at the White House.

  6. Loved this piece, Eugenia, a beautiful flowing fairy tale at eleventy oclock. I don’t know if we’re talking Wicca, but if the cat and owl can help us out with the odd spell, I say go for it. 😸

  7. Reblogged this on Reena Saxena and commented:
    Bringing out perspectives ….

  8. Great poem and thoughts for Halloween Eugenia. Hope you had a good one.

  9. Oooo I love this and the accompanying pictures!

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  11. Your verses are incredibly fascinating with that magnificent sustained rhyme that adores the verses.

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