How many of us have become afraid of the dark, the unknown, or the unexpected that awaits us as we travel in life or just live where we do? Do we imagine the creatures that ARE out there, waiting, stalking, and preying on those that are not aware of their existence? I wrote this with those thoughts in mind and offer this to contemplate……..
Creature Walks 2015-139
The creature shuffled stealthily along,
Dragging its left foot behind him.
His cloths were torn, ragged and dirty,
With a musty smell lingering in his wake.
The flopping shoes were moldy, oozing with mud,
Slime clinging from a field far behind.
Ah, a light up ahead, beckoning him onward,
Like a moth towards a foretold fate.
Stumbling past a nearby darkened car window,
A heinous, disfigured face returned his gaze.
A smile deep inside swept over him finally,
As he stalked the promise of reward.
Closer to the source, his heartbeat quickened;
Ahead was a porch light, showing his prey.
Standing alone by the door outside.
A young woman, back turned, not aware.
Silently, so quiet, he approached, so near.
Slowly now, no noise, he made.
Suddenly, she turned around and screeched,
A frozen look upon her face, with fear.
As little Tommy dressed up so great, yelled,
“Trick or treat, Mrs. Bier”.