By Dušan Božić - https://www.deviantart.com/duszanb, CC BY-SA 3.0, Link
Morana
She is a long and cold winter.
She is death and rebirth and dreams.
She is a wolf, a sorcerer.
They burn her at stake every spring.
They drown her in every river on their way home.
They know this will not help.
They know she will return.
Be careful on your way home, little ones.
Whatever you do, don’t look back.
If you stumble and fall, you will die.
Close your doors and windows, for she will find you.
You know she wants revenge.
She will come to you as your worst fear.
She is the mother of nightmares.
She lives in the dark shadows of your bedroom.
Sooner or later, you will fall asleep.
She can wait.
GloPoWriMo Day 13 - a poem about something mysterious and spooky
The poem is about an old Slavic godess called Morana or Marzanna. You can find out more about her here.
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