The Witching Hour

Falling leaves
Don’t make a sound
As they cover
Sacred ground.
Heralding
Summer’s retreat
As they lay at
Autumn’s feet.
Welcoming
The darker days
As we relish
Earth’s display.
Celebrate
The waning sun-
The witching hour
Has begun!
Erynn Crittenden
Erynn Crittenden has written poetry since she could hold a pen. This love prompted her to earn a BA in Creative Writing, where she learned how to experiment with syllables and styles. Since then, Erynn has self-published three poetry collections (By the Bones, Transfiguration, and Into the Western Sky) through Amazon. She also writes and publishes plenty of individual poems on her website, and her work has appeared in the Talon Literary Magazine, the Beautiful Poetry anthology by Silent Sparks Press, the #AmWriting anthology by the Wayne Foundation, and Life Blood: A Collection of Vampire Tales by Gary Hill. Erynn is also the creator and host of the Present Poetry Podcast, where she reads and celebrates a different poet every week. Find it and the rest of her works by visiting her website at LadyErynn.com.
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