Caren Krutsinger Poet Free verse

Feeling something horrible in the woods

I sense something skulking in the woods
It is darker than dusk
I see nothing; the evening is silent
No rustling, no twig snap
I do not know how I know
But I know
I head for my house
Expecting to get pounced and eaten

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Gershon Wolf September 5, 2026 at 10:34 PM Amen. Trust your gut, I always say. (I only mean that in term of 'instincts,' not the other way). :) gw Caren Krutsinger September 29, 2026 at 11:51 AM I often feel this way and I live in the woods!