The Hunt
The blood shroud moon
rises above bare bone trees
shadows creep along the ground
as the wind dances through the woods
rises above bare bone trees
shadows creep along the ground
as the wind dances through the woods
The glossy black lake reflects
the starless sky and veiled moon
a crimson spot in a endless well
as if the moon was a red eye
staring at the scene below
In the distance the pack
begins to raise their voice
a whisper at first
building to a crescendo
a good night for a hunt
Published by Morton Templeton
I am a mother of three boys and grand mother to 3 boys and 1 granddaughter. I love spending time with the grandchildren and for that matter all children. Through the eyes of babes the truth is spoken. Trying... View profile
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11 Comments
Post a CommentI enjoyed this!
You imparted images of the dark woods and howling wolves...again, nicely done.
Tagged you back. You're it.
Really nicely written I like the out doors
i have to agree with charlie k. i love this!
Nicely written. Very revealing imagery. You really set the tone in this poem.
Very nice !
Ver nice !
"a crimson spot in a endless well" -- excellent line!
This is exciting !!!!!!!!!!!!!!