You can hear them,
like little
ghosts
haunting the
air at night,
though we
don’t have
the blue note
whippoorwill
in our evergreens.
If you’ve ever
hummed a dry, lonesome aria
from your
own warbling wind struck throat
you can hear
them—
in the hollowed
out whisper-choke,
strummed endless
in black on wet pillowed nights,
haunted and
hidden.
Yes, you can
hear them, even here,
always, when
you’ve known lonely,
so ink-dark
and bled deep to bone.
Or maybe
they can hear you.
© 2013
Jennifer Wagner
At dVerse host Tony Maude has invited us to write to any
FFA or MTB prompt they’ve offered in the past.
I chose Victoria Slotto's Literary Allusion. One of my all time favorite short stories is
The Legend of Sleepy Hollow by Washington Irving. I also love the haunting song Midnight in Montgomery by Alan Jackson. Each work
references the beautifully eerie call of the nightjar bird, the Eastern Whip-poor-will. I have alluded to each
work in my piece. Happy year 3
dVerse!