Behind the Curtains

Peering behind the curtains
a young man discovers
trees and flowers white with snow
his room lit up!

Throughout the now past night
again the familiar scene:
taken by a stranger,
that one, others
(Children must obey adults)

His day begins —
in his invisible haunted house
the home spun curtains
on the high windows back in place.

Robert A. Davies has published in recent years largely online. He has been writing poems seriously since 1969. He has published Timber, Tracks in Oregon, Melons and Mendelssohn, and Bluff Hollow. He was co-editor of Mr. Cogito for about 20 years. He has recently appeared in Dissident Voice and Windfall He can be reached at: Read other articles by Robert A..