04-04-2016, 04:30 PM
Tegan - really great post for today. Some lovely word choices and v dense with images. Love the last line.
I am really enjoying reading everyone's poems each day. Yesterday was particularly rich. I find I come back again and again to go through them and it is always so interesting to get the different slant on the prompts.
Just before gloaming I go.
My feet always lead me
to the friendly woods.
Strong and supportive
by day. Each friend
an anchor of protection
by night. But there is a zone.
A no go, unknown area,
between the sanctuary
and the track. Here,
I hurry, with hasty
glances back. The dogs
have long gone. The birds,
silent on their perches
as the half light soaks the air.
In-between. As eyesight
Fails, the animal tells
become blurred. Paw pads
are larger. Claw marks
are sharper. Amplified
by erect neck hair,
the hidden predators
are identified by the soft,
“not normal” sounds.
(Raspberry blowing noise - monday = no time to play poetry)
I am really enjoying reading everyone's poems each day. Yesterday was particularly rich. I find I come back again and again to go through them and it is always so interesting to get the different slant on the prompts.
Just before gloaming I go.
My feet always lead me
to the friendly woods.
Strong and supportive
by day. Each friend
an anchor of protection
by night. But there is a zone.
A no go, unknown area,
between the sanctuary
and the track. Here,
I hurry, with hasty
glances back. The dogs
have long gone. The birds,
silent on their perches
as the half light soaks the air.
In-between. As eyesight
Fails, the animal tells
become blurred. Paw pads
are larger. Claw marks
are sharper. Amplified
by erect neck hair,
the hidden predators
are identified by the soft,
“not normal” sounds.
(Raspberry blowing noise - monday = no time to play poetry)