All Hallows’ Eve


John Everett Millais, “The Somnambulist.”




on this night–

All Hallows’ Eve

when the fairies ride,

and ghostly presences

shimmer, translucent figures

beckon from burial plots. “Come,”

they whisper, and you see the ground turned

waiting—waiting for you—one push—you wake.


An etheree for Colleen’s Tanka Tuesday using synonyms for dig and grave.




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