National Poetry Month – Day 18: Locked

Today's prompt is locked and the form is my attempt at a short Ae freslighe. Image by abigail2resident from Pixabay  Locked Dark shadows with churning fears,Echoes of monsters knockingLife littered in burning tears,Bleak spectres outside stalking Along frail points detectingimagined slights, mocking sneersReality reflectingDark shadows with churning fears © A. F. Stewart 2020 All Rights Reserved

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