Another vignette I wrote for the Halloween Enchantment Festival of 2014. It’s the story of the Night Weaver.
(Night Weaver stands at a big loom with long drapes of black cloth.)
1 What a busy time of year it is
for me, the night-time weaver!
I need to make long yards of cloth
to fill those orders without pause
and starting to run a fever!
2 As days grow short, the nights grow long,
and so do my assignments
to weave dark cloaks of winter night
in due farewell to long day’s light
and summer’s wild excitement.
3 To make the cloak I use black yarn,
and I use lots of it!
It slows down time and closes eyes,
it quiets nerves and simplifies.
It is the perfect fit!
4 I also weave some golden threads
into the darkness’ covers.
Look here, those are the night-time dreams
of children, bear, and fish in streams,
of beetles, birds and lovers.
5 And then I have some moonstone here
and other sparkling glitter.
These are the stars so clear and bright
that break up darkness with their light
and dazzling silver flicker.
6 I weave all this with steady hand
into long cloaks of darkness.
Once done, I spread it, swift and sure,
across the wide earth to secure
your restful sleep and smartness.
7 But back to work! The sun won’t wait
to set and to retire.
Here, take a golden dream with you
for nights to come and to renew
your playfulness and fire.