My poem “Night Sounds” was just published by Storyteller Poetry Review in their “Magical, Mystical and Supernatural” series. Thanks to Sharon Knutson, editor. Happy Halloween!
Night Sounds
She tiptoes to the garden
on cricket nights to visit beings
busy in the grass, sycamore and willow,
hidden except for a swoosh, or chortle,
or pounce and small scream.
This night, she settles herself
on a stone in shadows, watches
moonlight tremble through leaves,
breathes moss, larkspur and clover.
Her fingers play with the hem
of her nightie, and she shivers.
Soon, she hears the wind chime cadence
of fairies dancing. The moon casts
a wildflower path to a clearing,
but the sounds drift ahead, out of reach.
She fears she’ll be lost and returns
to her stone in the garden.
Inside her house are loud voices
and sobs and the thud of something
falling. But she hears only the tinkling fairies.
She knows someday they’ll find her
and bring her to another garden
where another girl, sitting on a stone,
will hold her hand.
