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October NightWell met, phantom,well met, wraith,well met, hauntwithout a face.Slip with shadows,turn and spin,sneak and glidewith autumn wind.Bring the darknessdown the lane,slide and fallwith autumn rain.Catch the nightmares,bring them here,dance with deathand waltz with fear.—Kate Coombs, 2016all rights reserved.
Wisdom of the desert…This is the way. Don’t listen whenthey say it’s not. Turn your brilliantfaces, cover them and go the wayyou must. Save yourself for eyes thatsee. Do not waste your beauty on thecircling birds of prey who’d pick yourbones and leave them parch. You walk on glass ceilings, now returnedto sand. Step by step you will makeit. Stay close. Step by step. Spare your dire predictions. Tend each otherwell. You'll not always be the tree. Sometimes you’re the shade. Know which is which. You will find wisdom in this desert. © 2016 Judith Robinson, all rights reserved.
I like your use of the desert!
Realized my poem would work better in couplets:October NightWell met, phantom, well met, wraith,well met, haunt without a face.Slip with shadows, turn and spin,sneak and glide with autumn wind.Bring the darkness down the lane,slide and fall with autumn rain.Catch the nightmares, bring them here,dance with death and waltz with fear.—Kate Coombs, 2016all rights reserved.
Kate, I'm struck at the difference in mood created by your choice of couplets. Really haunting. j
Haunting's good! :)