What They Say

They say…. She comes, When gusts of wind whistle and boom And the boughs of trees shake and rattle When the lilts of a doleful song Come floating through the desert air And waves on waves of enticing strain Percolate through the silent gloom When all at once a foggy mist Blurs the sight and wraps the Earth They say…. She comes, Gliding from the southern wild Out from a mysterious hide With a heady perfume swooning the sense Her white dress trailing the dust Her wavy hair lying loose Her rolling eyes glistening bright Weaving around a weird air And casting out a magic spell They say... Enslaved within a castle desolate Forewarned not to roam in day light She sets out on her nocturnal round When the whole world has gone to sleep She paces vagrant up the wild Until dawn breaks and Sirius wanes With fire glowing in her veins And madness burning in her brain So weary………so forlorn, She roams under a starless sky Stealing away on moon blanched nights Never casting a shadow behind Never touching her feet on ground They say… Owls hoot and wolves howl Beasts wail and palm fronds rustle Setting the world on throes of fear And making the men shudder in terror Paranormal Poetry Contest Sponsor- Robert James Liguori