Weeping in a moaning wind, The willow waves goodbye. Rustling leaves, caressing The shivering grass. Startled, shrieking Circling flocks of flapping Blackness, wheel and fly. They will not sing for me. Rogue branches stir the waters, Heavy laden droplets crash Deafen my ears, ripples run Fleeing from my gaze. You tried to run away from me, The footfalls in crushed grasses Betray your final gasp As floating in the waters Your face slips from my grasp.
Bio: P.J. Reed is a writer and poet from England. She writes dark speculative fiction based on sinister fantasy worlds where the natural crashes against the supernatural. P.J. also writes her own uniquely dark romantic poetry. Her work is found in many anthologies, prefaces, and speculative writing guides. As a counter balance to her dark writing, P.J. also writes of the beauty and ethereal nature of the changing countryside in her series of haiku inspired collections.