titian blush
seeps through
ethereal clouds
igniting, smoldering
gliding across
forest canopies.
mystery of
decrepit dwelling
its occult
its secrets
concealed by twilight
at witching hour
goldenchild31
witching hour
titian blush
seeps through
ethereal clouds
igniting, smoldering
gliding across
forest canopies.
mystery of
decrepit dwelling
its occult
its secrets
concealed by twilight
at witching hour
goldenchild31
the undergrowth. 
Hi Olivia, this is amazing writing, I can’t believe you are only in year 6 though? This is not the writing of a 12-year old surely? (Your about page says you are in year 6?)
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Dear Vonita,
Thank you! Yes, I am in Year 6 and have a deep passion for writing. Your blog and many others have proved quite the inspiration to me! As well as this, I can’t write like this without thesaurus.com!
Thank you so much for visiting! I am so grateful and appreciative.
Olivia xx
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Your writing is amazing, and I must say my son is in year 6, and there is no way he could ever write like that, so kudos to you! High school will be a breeze for you! Soon you will be inspiring all of us golden oldies, and not the other way around ❤
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Thank you so much, however I will always see the poetry blogs I follow now as a true inspiration always. ❤ Thanks again! Looking forward to reading more of your beautiful poems!
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