Sasquatch
creatures of the shadows of the dawn and the dusk
older than iron and clay ..blood and rust
the secrets of darkness surviving on the thoughts of others
unstitched by imagination when eyelids are uncovered
legends told through history and the ages of time
the lore of folklore in the subconscious mind
the strength of a god like lightening to a tree
the unarmed lumberjack bringing the forest to its knees
the true king of the jungle bipedal in stride
the forest a hay stack with a needle to hide
the magicians of flora and fauna cast spells of disbelief
sillohettes fragmented images behind the shadows of leaf
no shaman nor outcast can ever compete
with the masters of the forest and all of their feats
the legends remain shrouded in mystery
the monster untamed throughout all of history
many a men have tried on their tracks
many a men have never come back
Copyright © John Castro | Year Posted 2015
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