Heavy overcast, whispers of mist and shadowless hush of rain-damp forestlands confuse senses and stir primal emotions. Birdsong and familiar rustle of leaf litter is absent. Gnarly tree trunks come to life and become phantasms in mind’s eye. They mystify reason, arouse awe and sway fascination.
Dusk abides phantasms
Brume bedims treed outback slopes
Plaintive wraith haunts woods
© Ilija Lukić 2020
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