This field behind my house I know quite well
Know to wear long pants to cheat the briars
And long sleeves too, the skeeters to repel
Watch your feet to save pollen suppliers
Walking to the edge requires an hour
A fallen log provides a resting spot
To search for the rare, elusive flower
I was distracted, that’s how I got caught
No one could hear me yell in the meadow
Too late remembering the lesson...
I do not like to walk alone at night
I feel I’m being followed by something
The shadows gather and repel the light
I linger in the glow, afraid they’ll spring
I do not know their motives, I fear them
Why do they slink around and hide in dark
A creature of the day, night I condemn
These shadows follow me, lurk in the park
They are not visible to most people
They show themselves when they are o...