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Power Cut

The moon light outside
Only source of power to guide
Glimpse of shadows tall
Appear dancing on the wall

Temperature on a down trend
As the dark night does descend power_cut
The candle light in the hearth
Does little to add to the warmth

Darkness befalls the room
Eyes struggle in the gloom
Candlelight shadows flicker
The wind seems to snicker

Shadows grow larger in formation
Adeptly stoking my imagination
Pulse accelerates to a rapid beat
Glistening sweat does greet

They seem to move menacingly
Intent to devour my soul
I am sure it is my imagination
Yes, I am almost certain it is.

Almost!

Poem #12 for National Poetry Writing Month Challenge

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