On this particular day
the candle light sniffed out
hollow eyes peering
expression filled with doubt
The breeze oscillates
through the dim lit room
sands of the hourglass flow
is it time for doom
A closed book
the spell has been cast
will there be another victim
or is he the last
It’s the first day of the month
the sun shines in
all dark shadows are gone
the light echoes a grin
The skull changes
his spirit follows the light
the book burst into flames
as the spirit takes flight
Up above the clouds
a huge sigh of relief
his spirit begs forgiveness
for being a thief
Only the skull remains
beside the sands of time
the candle now brightly lit
no longer suffering for his crime
copyright 2021 Debbie Pierce
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Piper's Adventures 
Wow! The perfect mystical poem for the prompt words and this great picture. Love it, well done.
Thank you. It was a great picture and the poem was fun to write. Thanks for reading. Have a wonderful day!
You did wonderfully with it. All the best!
Glad it didn’t read the poem while alone and in the dark. Love the pic and the words.
Thank you. Thanks for reading. Have a wonderful day!
Wonderful poem 😍
Thank you.
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this poem intrigued me! I liked it very much, debbie! ❤
Thank you. That was a fun flash fiction picture.