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A Boy In the Wood

Day has turned to night
Ominous darkness now looms
Shadows fill this wood

Trees creep and follow
Eyes shift about within them
Focused on the five

The five are in camp
Seated around a fire
All are quiet now

Morning has broken just
All seems peaceful for a time
This is not to last

The men sneak around
Hoping to catch them off guard
And spot one alone

A boy is taken then
His cries are silenced by men
Not a soul hears him

A cry is then heard
Then silence creeps into play
All is then made still

Naught but wind remains
Whispering through the forest
Only trees hear it

Night time falls once more
All creatures now cease to stirr
Stillness fills the wood
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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Proehl Avatar
July 17, 2016 at 7:59 AM
Hi Zachary, I enjoyed your poem. I'm looking forward to reading more of your work. Best wishes, JP
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July 5, 2016 at 6:56 AM
Awe, Zachary, I have a feeling, after reading your first post, you are a very accomplished writer. Welcome aboard. Linda
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July 5, 2016 at 6:33 AM
Zachary, :), Welcome to poetry soup, after reading this I know you are an Accomplished writer. Glad to see you enjoying it so much here. Flourishing among this community is easier than you think. Keep up the good work. *SKAT
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