Spirit Surprise

Your fingers tremble...
Is it pleasure or surprise?
Caught up in the shadow
of this Jack-o-lantern moonrise!

Hiding in the doorway,
a frightened waif wails;
Her silhouette dances
like a Spirit ship's death sail!

Dry leaves reverberate
like old skeleton bones;
While each gust of wind
sends a Spirit back to its stone!

Lora Frikken ~ 10-24-05