A Night in the Wood

The forest fresh , a sniff
The wispy breeze  , a whiff
The nights’ mistress , a glowing witness
to an eve,  in the wooden abyss

The tent lay upon the ground , hard and sound
The sleeping bag and pack , strewn around
Another night, with just the moonlight
flitting amongst the trees ,
messing with your sight

Peering in the dark , Black … what is that peering back !?

A reflective light ? Playing on your eyesight ?

Slowly squeeze and squint your eyes
faint and fine …….. barely see the outline

Don’t move a muscle …. Shhhhhh…. Do you hear that rustle ?

Pop your ears , Ahhhhhh … now what do you hear ?

A hissssssss  , so slight you almost missed it
Slowly turn , all fear resisted
Dont move too fast , easy .. stomach queasy
Dont start nor jump , feel your heart pump

There’s something there , growwllll …. You feel your hair
stand on end , this is a nightmare

Though your minds volcanic , there is no time to panic
You must slowwww your thoughts …  This fear you fought
can erupt – and your will  , corrupt

Remain steadfast , as time slows past
no sight or sound , ‘cept your temple pound

Ba dum .. Bad um .. ba Doom
Ba dum .. Bad um .. ba Doom

Snap ! Crack .. its on the attack
Run ! Run … scramble and run
Pound the ground , footfalls sound
Crash ! Smash .. thru the brush
Crunch , a bunch of leaves , crushed
Clip , Clop , don’t dare stop
Snap ! Crack.. and don’t ever look back ,

You should never look back
You can never look back
You will never look back

By Kevin Beary

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