Last night

By a sickle moon
silence speaks in black tongues
fear knows my name

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Fear.

Scratching on the glass
and a lone howl in the woods;
I am not alone.

Very cool Ramon

We are never alone.
Hawroooooo!!!!!!!!!!

sheesh Fluts

ominous.... brilliant.

Thanks Dex

It was actually almost a full moon last night but a 'sickle' seemed more appropriate.

Fluts

Doesn't sound too safe! You all right?

Hey TL

Ja, doesn't feel too safe. Lying awake in the dark, mind playing tricks on you and you are just so aware of your aloneness and loneliness. Two different kinds of fear rolled up in one.

Flutts

Sjoe! My overactive imagination. Great haiku!

Fluts

Fear has a black book:
all the names in history;
every font unique

Very nice D

Mmhhh... if I were a font in that black book, which one would I be?
Mistral (a powerful cold dry northeasterly wind that blows in the south of France) I am just all over the place.