Colleen is not back yet, but cannot stop writing these etheree poems every week!
In the darkness?
A pale ghostly moon
Hangs above the rooftops
Darkness itches your damp skin
Long old words echo in your mind
Old friends lost to a dark, storm-tossed sea
Death illuminated by a ghost light
Taking mind through a sea of dark starlight
To be awoken by time waiting
Old souls crying to be born now
To leave all darkness behind
Too few will be called forth
Darkness holds its own
By old fear gripped