Into the Woods
Into the woods she walks wearing a red
hooded plain woolen cape; moving cautiously
as she talks to herself to ease the dreaded
fear she wants to escape.
She hears the crunching of dry leaves mulching
under her feet. A maiden friend she'll meet
on the other end of the woods;
a shortcut to her neighborhood.
She wished she'd brought her fearless dog
in case she got caught by a dangerous wild;
he would scare whatever was there.
The ascending sun brought streaks of blue sky
as it peaks casting shadows across the ground.
She follows the path through the woods. A sharp
breeze springs up slicing through the autumn morn.
She freezes drawing a short breath of dread.
The quiet is broken and drowned. Branches
creak and leaves rattle, with the flapping of wings
as frighten birds quickly take flight.
She quickens her steps and made her way to the end.
Left behind, where the wild things are.
1/8/2019
Poetry Contest: Free Verse Style Only
Sponsored by: Emile Pinet
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