image 'Banana Fronds' first posted HERE
Mayhaps we be reading the shadows wrong
She whispered to Erke edging up even closer
His sword sheathed he dare not prolong
This agony of not knowing what monster breathed
Ahead, mayhaps we be reading the shadows wrong,
He agreed with Gurtha, quickening his stride.
Just then, in the distance, the booming of a gong.
They stood frozen, holding breaths an eternity.
Quickly a shudder wove through the forest, a throng
Of sensation; forever cannot be drawn in a circle.
Shh mayhaps we be reading the shadows wrong.
SHUDDER - A FOLD© gillena cox 2021
BLOG HOPPING TODAY WITH
I chose from the list given, the sentence to compose my poem:
“Perhaps we are reading the shadows wrong; forever cannot draw a circle.” – Winter Moon ~ Part Three: Petals of the Sun
