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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required I have no cause to lie, my memory is clear. The night was cool, the moon rising. Fresh scents from a passing rain captures the air. My campfire kept me warm from the damp forest, its light reflecting dancing shadows. I felt relaxed and calm, stress had fled, from my world of constant work. My coffee was now ready when I heard a branch snap, off to my left' The furious rustle of branches pierced my ears. A strong musky stench filled the air, surrounding me. My heart raced as I stared into the darkness, trying to see what had came near my camp. I was alone, fire my only defense, but from what? A sound, a low bellowing sound, cracked the foundations of my belief. A beast nine feet tall appeared from the thick bush and stood quietly still. I had no where to run or hide. The beast consumed the space in front of my eyes. It walked towards me hands out, palms up. I was confused,disoriented, frightened, until I saw from the crackling flames, porcupine quills. The pain in its eyes burned into me, crying out for help. I reached over and calmly pulled each one out, lifting me eyes to its face each time. It seems I heard a low rumble that sounded like relief. This beast, this huge beast looked down on me. The silence could have sliced through ice. It suddenly turned and walked away. leaving me trembling with a fire and shadows. I slowly picked up my cup of coffee, still looking into the bush, still frightened. My legs stop quivering as I sat on a log, next to my fire and smiled, knowing no one would believe me. 4/16/15 Frederic Parker
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