
Last week I went walking out in the forest and took a different path to the one I normally take. Although it was mid afternoon, a time when many a Swiss hiker would normally be out and about, the path was deserted and there was an eerie feel in the air. As I randomly came across a pile of wet blankets I decided to do an about turn and scarpered back home!
Ominous Forest
There was a creaking emptiness in the woods that day
as brittle branches whispered menacingly
through lifeless leaf litter
Although she were only midway through her walk
the unexpected spotting of several candy striped blankets gathered in a dubious pile, compelled her to make
an about turn
What on earth was that all about?
Indeed the precarious draping of damp fleece
led her insolent imagination to investigate all manner of
hypothetical crime scene scenarios, to the extent that she
almost squeaked as she switched her afternoon amble to the speed of a scurrying rodent.
As she began descending, a sense of normality returned and the boisterous bluebird banter
seemed to affirm that she’d made a
wise choice
I hate encountering things I cannot explain, drives me nuts!
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I know… all very creepy!
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Hi, would you like to enter my fantasy short story and poetry competition before it ends tomorrow at 12a.m? We would love to have you as a contestant, come join the team!
https://penableme.wordpress.com/2020/03/26/thursday-poetry-and-short-story-competition-4/
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How nice to be asked. Tried sharing don’t know if it worked, here is the link : https://peacockpoetryblog.wordpress.com/2020/03/30/if-you-go-out-in-the-woods-today/
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Thank you for your submission, results will be revealed on Wednesday!
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Reblogged this on John Cowgill's Literature Site.
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Thanks John 🙂
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You are welcome, Sam.
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Well done, Sam. A change from your usual rhymes. My creepy-meter would have been going off, too. When it does, it’s best to heed it. Love this, such a vivid picture: “almost squeaked as she switched her afternoon amble to the speed of a scurrying rodent.” 🙂
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Thank you it feels good to have a little break from rhyme now and again Joan! 🙂
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