Awakening

She hears a child

crying in the night

she lies still, listening

perhaps a cat

mating or fighting

their eerie calls

float in the air

Perhaps the wind

through the old chimney chutes

sighing

An animal

caught in a trap

whimpering

Strange sensations

Her body quivers

There again, there again

The room spins

She reaches out into darkness

Nothing to cling to

Surfacing,

she touches her face

touches tears

"Ellecee"

Written for:

On Popular Demand – Lets gather around for some ghost stories – [8]

Intuition

What is real?

If there is anything at all

it might be found in thoughts

of wishes unfulfilled or

scattered days of old

or a future ready to unfold

and when we are aware if

we are bold

we can always go

and 

make those wishes

 so

"ellecee"

Written for

Prompt Nights – Intuition’s as though we’re seeing with our soul – [25]