Thursday, October 28, 2010

Night Forest



fear
she's afraid
of the night forest
a place of phantom
bears and muggers
ghost wolves prowl
mind spawned terrors
each snapping twig
in the forest depths
causes a primordial
adrenaline pulse
pounds, pounding
in heart flushing
fear

rush, run
from and out
of the forest's grasp

9 comments:

  1. You captured any girl-in-a-dark-alley-red-riding-hood moment here. My heart jumps up a pace in echoing adrenaline.

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  2. You make me shiver, LOL. Scary, indeed!

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  3. Ooh, all the imagined terrors that haunt us even more when darkness falls! Chilling poem and photograph...I loved it!

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  4. Oh this is terrific! scary and full of fear and darkness and shadows and the feeling of pursuit. Loved every line.

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  5. lol...nice...in forest,never would I want to be even in the morning..well written

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  6. Very cool image here. I love especially "mind spawned terrors".

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  7. Wow this read like a scene from one of those old late night horror flicks...nicely done.

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  8. Well Done, I love the images you evoke!

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