As the nightsswallows the days. As the farmersbring in the harvests. As the familiesprepare the feasts. They light the bonfiresand donned their costumes. For, on Samhain,the dead returns.
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WHEN THE GRIM REAPER COMES A CALLING
When it comes timefor the Grim Reaper’s call.Don’t mourn me at all. No tear will you shed.No sorrow will you feel.When the Grim Reaper calls for me. Your life is your own.That, I will not disrupt.No need to let you know,when the Grim Reaper called for me. You don’t know me in life.Why know meContinue reading “WHEN THE GRIM REAPER COMES A CALLING”
THE VOICE
I stand in the middle of a meadow.Stars sparkle in the night sky.The moon’s beams embrace theopen petals of the moonflowers. The wind plays with my hairas she whispers into my ear.She wants me to know,the words of my ancestors. She tells meshe is the voiceof the ancient ones.Those lost to time. She is theContinue reading “THE VOICE”
MY TOMB
My tomb,my one window crypt.There, aloneit protects me,from the horrors of the world. I sit and stareout of my onewindow crypt. I have seen the sunlight’s raysilluminate the azure sky,as the white marshmallowclouds drifted by. I have heard the birds warbletheir love songs,as they nestled in their nests. I have seen the rage of theContinue reading “MY TOMB”
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, MY HUSBAND
An old poem In 2002,You snuck into my life,like a ninja in the nightwith his eyes on the strive. You found a break inside of meand you float-footed yourselfinto my heart. Over time,you healedmy heart,my hope,and my soul. Now, it is 2019,and this Halloweenwe will be marriedfor fifteen years. But, it is Marchand your birthday.IContinue reading “HAPPY BIRTHDAY, MY HUSBAND”
DEATH OF A CHICK
Sunlight bright,the air brisk,snow blanketsthe dead, frozen ground. I shuffle through the gateway ofAmerica’s famous farm store.My love goes one way,I dodder the other. There,in the middle aisle,two galvanizedwater troughs,filled with colorful pullet chicks.Heat lamps warmingtheir tiny bodies. It is there,Little baby,your fragile body coveredwith fluffy black feathers,you lay,gasping for air. Your trough mates,peck atContinue reading “DEATH OF A CHICK”
A Conversation With The Husband
Fire ant in hipScurrying down my stump,Engulfing my paw. Snake restrictsUnable to shift.Hot water,Epsom salt.Subdue the sting,Relax the grip. “Come, my husband.Sit a spellAnd answer me this, Why do I love cats?” No thought, no concern.Words found their wayThrough the mazeHe did say, “Because you’re a psychopath.” Once again, I did ask,“Why do I loveContinue reading “A Conversation With The Husband”
If I Should Die
If I should die before I wake,I pray the Lord, my Soul, to take.But before you do, make sure I’m dead.Then burn me up and spread my ashes all over this land.