Fear In the Autumn Night
Autumn’s moon over the woods shines white
while I walk listening to nature’s sounds
drifting throughout and the gravel below my feet.
The shift of light embellishes trembling leaves
a haunting feeling of dread overcomes me
as pools of shadows cast across the ground.
With anguish, wet mist and fever dew
press a silence surge on my heart to pound fast,
numb with fear I sit against a tree
drawing my knees-up close to my chest
laying my head down upon them wearily.
Hearing a sound,
I freeze drawing a short breath,
I rise to my feet to see.
Moving cautiously,
branches creak and leaves rattle in flight
a sharp breeze springs up
slicing through the darkness.
As I keep in the shadows
from the faint glimmer of the moon,
hoping that the blackness
around me will leave soon.
Weak with fear, and silent cries,
tears trickle down my cheeks as the night dies.
I say a small prayer
as the rising sun brings streaks of blue skies.
9/17/2017
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