A Walk In the Woods
The storm did dampen the traveled path
and caused blemish to most late-autumn
leaves, still attached, clinging to life. Like
a stoic sentry, a lone owl stands guard on
a snake-like, old naked branch. His visage
seems pernicious, as his orange-gold eyes
scan for prey- on this nightly, programmed
enterprise. Proceeding, I traverse the dark
muddy, path. At once, my surroundings turn
more astral, as the clouds whirl and tumble
neath the moonlit sky- while the beastly owl
flies down toward me- claws braced for an
attack! Suddenly- I sit up- heart pounding
wildly! Now- so thankful- just a nightmare!
November 1, 2020
Contest: Eight-Word Challenge 11
Sponsor: John Hamilton
Required words in order of appearance:
dampen, blemish, sentry, visage,
pernicious, enterprise, traverse, astral
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