Faye Sizemore


You write of night things
and dark birds
Demon raven soldiers…
point men of the darkest
corners of the mind…
from where flow like wine
horrors stored in kind
to be loosed at dream time…

I wish for you
softly feathered wings
… of a bird of a different kind
A guardian angel so true
to bless and keep you
… easy and calm in your mind
through a dreamless sleep time…

Author’s Note: Inspired by Rob, who writes of nightmares and dark birds