Jenna Logan Poet Rhyme

A Shadow In Moonlight

I see them cluttered in my mind
The ravenous wolves that stalk me 
My eyes shuttered, yet I'm not blind

Tears drop as leaves from willow trees
Fear settles like dust on my tongue
Consuming my will to appease

Gray shadows encroach from the wood
Fate approaches; claws and fangs bared
Eyes flaming beneath each furred hood

I've lost the fight to save my soul
Closer, they come, boldly snarling
My plight consigned to their control

Hostile hunters answer to 'Death' 
I feel the strife of enmity
And smell the sour stench of their breath

Their howling spikes this morose night
The forest is calling my name
I am a shadow in moonlight




October 17, 2020 ~ Writing Challenge -Tercets
Sponsored by Constance La France
checked with howmanysyllables

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Constance La France November 1, 2020 at 7:50 AM Jenna, congratulations on your win in my Tercet Challenge with this wonderful write _Constance

Eve Roper November 1, 2020 at 12:09 AM Congratulations on your win, Jenna. Hugs Eve

Jo Chamberlain October 31, 2020 at 12:09 PM Congratulations on your win. :-)

Linda Alice Fowler October 31, 2020 at 12:09 PM Beautifully written Jenna. Congratulations on the win! hugs and prayers, Linda

Anne-Lise Andresen October 31, 2020 at 11:15 AM - Congratulations on your win in the contest, Jenna :) - hugs // Anne-Lise :)

Mark Koplin October 31, 2020 at 10:46 AM Back with Congrats on your win!! Great Job Jenna!!!

Jan Allison October 18, 2020 at 10:06 AM Gosh Jenna I got such a chill reading this, you take the reader on quite a scary journey with your vivid imagery:-) hugs jan xx Jenna Logan October 18, 2020 at 2:54 PM You felt what was happening, so I'll take that as my reward. Thanks for liking my tercets.

John Gondolf October 18, 2020 at 6:05 AM Nicely penned, Jenna, I could feel the angst in your words as the creatures approached. Best of luck. HUgs. Jenna Logan October 18, 2020 at 2:53 PM Angst and fear of death. Not a nice combination, but that's where this one took me. Thanks for your kind words, John.

Mark Koplin October 17, 2020 at 3:02 PM Very dark, but I love dark. Great poem Jenna. Jenna Logan October 17, 2020 at 4:59 PM Hi Mark, and thank you very much.

Tom Cunningham October 17, 2020 at 10:22 AM I could sense the fear in your lines Jenna. Well written verse, your quill is on fire. Good luck Tom Jenna Logan October 17, 2020 at 11:49 AM I am so glad you like it, Tom. It's very unusual, and led me into darkness so I followed.