I am thrilled to present the first W&Q poetry piece received from Shredded Cheddar which is in keeping with my August Thrill-n-Chills month.
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by Shredded Cheddar
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When Esther was born, her eyes were pale blue.
They could see spirits, but nobody knew.
One too many tragedies turned them dark grey.
What ghosts they had greeted, she would not say.
A fire took her vision and blanched her eyes white.
It seemed she could see best when walking at night.
We welcomed the news that they had been sealed.
Then she was buried, her secrets concealed.
But sometimes I see her at night by our bed.
She holds scales and a sword and her eyes are bright red.
by Shredded Cheddar
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Word & Question #15
Prompts for Shredded Cheddar
Word: Ghost
Question: How will this weigh against the light of those eyes?
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