Shades

by Gary West

Hiding behind ecclesiastic garden dreams
nightmares lurk
ponder
prey
on unsuspecting souls
wreaking havoc & heartache, misery
beneath heavy taloned feet
stomping crushing
fair brittle bone
to finely powdered ash
swirling softly aloft
garrulous humid breeze
giggling
in razor-sharp contrast
to unforgiving
somnolent screams.