Lucid Waking

Archive for August 13th, 2006

Welcome, November!

Originally published on November 01, 2005

           November pulled her charcoal gray coat around her pale face as golden leaves continued to fall from their gnarled branches. The occasional tree would cling to lipstick red and highlighter orange leaves as she passed; a few had fallen off accidentally and crunched under her step. She could feel the souls around her returning to their sleep from the dreadful event the night before. It was a horrible gift of feeling the dead, but she was inflicted with it, not her sister, so she must deal with it as properly as she could. There wasn’t much else to do.
            She arrived a large white house with peeling paint. The windows were blackened and filled with webs. Mice flew across the dusty floor as a black cat slunk through the shadows of the collapsing house. Not a single thing was in tact and the door hung like a drunk from its hinges.
            “October,” November yelled into the open house. A shaped stirred from under the grand piano, which was now struggling to support itself on two legs like a lame dog. “It’s time to go; you’ve had your time to play!”
            Out of the darkness and dust from the morning light came a rasp of early morning.
           “Not yet, November. Five more minutes.”

All Hallow’s Eve

Originally published on October 31, 2005

The night is black without a moon
The wind a terrible flight
The glowing eyes of things unknown
Shine with beauty and fright

The ghouls are out to frighten folks
The children are afraid
The vampires are only looking for
People on which to prey

But hush, my child- it’s only tonight
Tomorrow is another day
It’s only the spirits of years far past
With the sun they’ll go away

Happy Halloween, everyone! And Happy Celtic New Year! If you desire, you can read about the history of halloween here.