WELCOME TO THE 13 DAYS OF HORROR
He’s back…with a moonscape prose. My next guest write has shared one piece with us already and I couldn’t help but sneak him back for one more. With his own mountain of credits and published works, including his distinguished piece, Running with the Iron Rooster, published on A Twist of Noir and another top 40 victor of the 2009 Editor Unleashed Flash Fiction 40 Contest, and oodles of other fantastic works on Full of Crow, The Calliope Nerve, 55 A Day, an excellent chapbook at Six Sentences (Six Months of His Life), Thrillers, Killers, ‘n’ Chillers (Homegrown Tomatoes – one of my favs), Powder Burn Flash…better grab that cold one, there is frightening length of web pubs. Basically, he’s hot at the NOT.
Please welcome my next guest and good friend, Michael J. Solender and his captivating poem, Hunter Moon.
by Michael J. Solender
Barn owls wait solo in the nocturne
Glowing beryl steals through midnight fog
Ears that see intention pique
Raptors know the hunted hide
Hollow cries still the moment
A sense, a feeling, an omniscient tell
She knows too well that fate befalls them
Hers instinct born of blood and capture
Night belongs to her and her prey alone
They fall this eve so she may live
Their numbers, the balance, completes the cycle
The void, the darkness, follows the Hunter moon
Michael blogs here: Not From Here, Are You?