The Wood
enter the wood, end of the day
deep deep reverb, everywhere
eerie sound from between the trees
from bowels of earth, around the sky
then chilling stillness, flee or stay?
thump thump! disturb the very air
flurried dance, the following breeze
as yowls of mirth personify
monsters lurk and skulk, hide away
blink blink, acerbic scary stare
belly scales grow knobbly knees
fat jowls of girth, the fleshy eye
children scamper, fierce games they play
beat beat, why curb their merry dare ?
carefree clamber through ill-at-ease
with howls of worth they yelp and cry
fungi feast while dank leaves decay
sleep sleep superb in fairy lair
life poking head, no guarantees
where scowls give birth, when dreams do die
look up beyond where branches sway
squeak squeak perturb the glary glare
past hazy stars, the " Pleiades "
night ghouls of dearth by radar fly
Copyright © Ian Love | Year Posted 2020
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