Jack Horne Poet Rhyme

The Devil's Footprints Mystery

It snowed all night; 
I woke to white,
without a sound, 
no one around,
but then I saw the footprints in the snow.

Whose prints they were I didn't, couldn't know;
they were not mine,
all in a line,
for miles on end.
I won't pretend
I didn't shiver (it was snowing though...)

written 20th November for Robert's Wonderstruck contest

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Lindsay Laurie November 27, 2021 at 5:13 PM Hello Jack ... we always tend to enjoy a mystery, and leave the result to our imagination - thank you Jack - Lindsay

Jennifer Proxenos November 27, 2021 at 12:10 AM a clever write suggesting exactly what the contest asks for - very creative, good luck and best wishes. Hugs, Jenny

Harry Horsman November 25, 2021 at 5:10 AM Oh them footprints in the snow, jack, makes for good poetry, this leaves for plenty of speculation. Love it

Judy Ball November 22, 2021 at 3:55 AM OOhoo! It would make me want to know where they came from but not enough to follow them. Kind of runs a chill up your back and makes your hair stand up a little. Great write Jack. God Bless, JB

Andrea Dietrich November 21, 2021 at 11:40 AM Now THAT would be creepy!! Great creativity, Jack. How you have a splendid week.

Jan Allison November 20, 2021 at 4:57 PM love the way you build up the suspense Jack, good luck in the contest:-) hugs Jan xx

Paulette Calasibetta November 20, 2021 at 3:59 PM A charming read....I enjoyed this immensely! Good Luck in the Contest.... Blessings, Paulette

Sara Kendrick November 20, 2021 at 2:41 PM Reads like a good contender for the contest. Way to go. I enjoyed reading it. I see you lived to write the poem so it did not get you and take you off. Thanks for the visits to my page. Sara