Nightingale Hours: The Read Aloud Version

Today is Beltane, which leads the mind to linger on...well, perhaps that's best expressed in some of the poetry I've written.

Nightingale Hours has been a popular piece ever since I wrote it a year ago. It certainly suits the theme of Beltane quite well, so I thought it'd be fun to record it in honor of the day.

Nightingale Hours

Wildness floats around you,

wolf wicked,

but I’m no little girl

to be dandelion led.

I am a pebble-strewer,

hoping you’d find your way

to my hidden home.

Delight-whisperer, come

find me quick

amid the mysteries

of the sentinel forest.

Bring your power

midnight mage.

I’ve plenty of my own.

Bring your passion

moon brigand,

and see that I

am just as adept at stealing

kisses and nightingale hours

as you are.

Song Choice: I Drove All Night by Roy Orbison 

Odd Girls: A Halloween Treat

From time to time I like to record some of the poems I write. The most recent Prompt Nights had Halloween as it's theme and I remembered a fun piece I created back in April that really suited it well, Odd Girls. I had so much fun re-reading it, I thought it'd be fun to record it and share it again in time for Halloween. Just click on the link below to listen to the poem. Enjoy!

Odd Girls

Come and play where the odd girls go.

Come, play the games that only they know.

Fall down, follow down, do come soon.

Come play along in the light of the moon.

Follow me, follow me to the forest where it’s dark.

Don’t be afraid of the teeth that are sharp,

for I have sharp teeth of my own,

and those that bite me will never go home.

Come and play where the odd girls go.

Come, play the games that only they know.

Fall down, follow down, do come soon.

Come play along in the light of the moon.

Please come play. I have stories to tell,

ones that are familiar and some you don’t know so well.

Stories like wind through ancient bones.

Stories that cause screaming in stones.

Come and play where the odd girls go

Run to the place between delight and woe.

Some come home, wiser than they left

and some linger on as permanent guests. 

Song Choice: Heathens by Twenty One Pilots

Also By Request

A couple of days ago I posted my recording of a poem based on which one had received the most votes by you lovely folks. While My Parent's One Moment of Whimsy was the clear winner, Faerie Song inspired such a passionate response, I felt as long as I had my microphone out, I ought to record it too. So here it is:

Faerie Song