Last week I shares a poem from my as yet unpublished and still very much work-in-progress collection of Halloween type poems for kids/Tweens. Here’s another one. This one’s slightly spooky, but not really scary.
I’m saving the scary stuff for another time.
Anyway, I hope you like it. I’ll be back to my old self again next week. Until then, happy Halloween.
AT NIGHT I HEAR THE VOICES
At night I hear the voices
In the trees, or in my dreams?
It doesn’t really matter
I hear them just the same.
They start off soft and lowly
And get louder through the night
“Ethan…Ethan…EEE-THA-AN!!!”
They’re calling out my name.
What could it be that they want
And why are they calling me?
These questions they keep haunting
Their answers I must know.
There’s only one solution
One ending to this story
I don’t know what awaits me
But know that I must go.
-David Brink 2021
MonDAVEs with Dave Brink 