' [ Beneath The October Hunter's Moon ] '

There goes the seek of the shadow At the innocent moment of nightfall When the wind sigh to trees row to row Swing, zing, touching the leaves to fall And leaves wave into tuneful warbling In that eerie, moony night compliance Breeze into melodious breezy soughing Branches cha-ching, chirring to annoyance With the ho hum, and awooh sound at night Cantata to woo, though an auditory illusion With the October hunter's moon at night-light Hunting observers, dream lovers in that apparition With that macabre rhythmical, whimsical alchemy Beneath the moon's watchful eyes to spooky fantasy Ency Bearis 2014 All rights reserved