Without A Sound

The dogs on Barclay barking

Is there a stranger in the night,

No moon, no stars, the fog is in

Choking the night time light,

The old widow on Pengelly

Pulls her shades re-bolts the door,

The girl on Garfield giggles

Is it her lover wanting more,

The Discovery dogs are barking

It’s eerie on the ground,

Whatever’s out there is moving

Coming closer without a sound.

Stephen Nesbitt ©