Wild (youngsters:poetry, 112 words)
Author: Soundless	Added: Jan 19 2001	Views/Reads: 5250/2	Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
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Wild 

A peacock scream pierces the night,                                    
conjuring up images of fear and fright,                                 
and in the shadows and corners there lay,                               
creatures that may bite and slay.                                       
Slowly a cloud slips over the moon,                                     
men mumble and woman swoon.                                             
The darkness presently becomes complete                                 
the fears of man now do meet.                                           
A lonely growl rumbles low,                                             
as a shadow moves slow,                                                 
creeping, waiting, about to pounce,                                     
it’s body concentrated, every ounce.                                    
A movement quick, a shiver in the night,                                
a jump, a leap, a movement slight.                                      
It’s prisoner makes no sound,                                          
silently it falls to the ground.                                       
Dead in a second, gone for ever,                                        
for the wild you can not tether.


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