The Beast

After waiting for the day to clear 
I pause and there below the ground 
nagging at my feet , a beast ,
so cleverly looks up at me.
I step back amid the blooms
And chewed my lip
The beast turned the other way 
for I was just nothing to it
Copyright © | Year Posted 2022

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Anaya Avatar
June 7, 2022 at 8:56 PM
Eve, the hair on the back of my neck is standing on end, I'll have to sleep with the lights on...this could have worked for the creatures of the night poetry contest. I just wrote something similar; I would like you to come and visit. A friend
Baker Avatar
June 7, 2022 at 4:38 PM
Good poem, Eve. Very suspenseful and made me wonder what the beast was. Have a blessed day my friend, Bill
Rose  Avatar
June 5, 2022 at 2:29 PM
I think that beast feared the light of you lo, nicely penned dear Eve, much love : )
Proxenos Avatar
June 5, 2022 at 6:35 AM
Well it was nothing to you and it did nothing to you, so great that it went away for you he didn't really want it to stay around. Enjoyed your write, Hugs, blessings, Jennifer.
Marcum Wong Avatar
June 4, 2022 at 5:36 PM
You do have to be careful out in the wild. One time when I was working in Alaska I went out with my camera and tried to capture a moose in knee-deep snow. It began to chase me and I almost dropped my camera in the snow but managed to escaped. I enjoyed your poem Eve. Blessings xxoo
Roper Avatar
June 4, 2022 at 5:54 PM
Connie, my husband used to do a lot of hunting and he tried to take me up , I flatly refused.Around the area were bobcats bears elk snakes and I’m a big coward. I go did go camping once in a while with him.
Buhagiar Avatar
June 3, 2022 at 10:34 PM
They are more interested in insects, rodents and plants.
Hankins Avatar
June 3, 2022 at 2:36 PM
Oh my goodness. I wonder what it was? A snake? Interesting, Eve. Sparked my imagination.
Hankins Avatar
June 3, 2022 at 6:52 PM
Ah, okay. Opossums do tend to run the other way. They are not terribly aggressive. OTOH, so do snakes sometimes. I enjoyed the poem.
Roper Avatar
June 3, 2022 at 5:27 PM
At the time I was writing it I was thinking of a possum
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