Red

by MC Clark

Sinister Bad Wolf embraces misirable Red Riding Hood over dark background

Dark woods, deep woods, deathly woods,
Through them I rush-race-run.
Moon glows, moon shows, moon knows,
Soon I will be done.

Bog sucks, bog slurps, bog swallows,
Stealing the boots from my feet.
Briars snatch, briars catch, briars latch,
Determined we shall meet.

Water utters, water mutters, water blubbers,
Through rimed wetness I sloggishly go.
Rocks slash, rocks gash, rocks thrash,
Riving cracks into my soul.

Solid dirt, cold dirt, stinging dirt,
Toes digging in, I stagger up a knoll.
Trees shadow, trees shelter, trees shield—
Or so I have been told.

Wolves prowl, wolves howl, wolves growl,
Form a menacing circle round me.
Darkling eyes, devil eyes, demon eyes,
But only one will feast on me.

Teeth show, teeth smile, teeth sink
Dagger fangs above my breast.
My master’s kiss, my lover’s kiss, my mate’s kiss
Weeps river-red upon my chest.

Dark woods, deep woods, deathly woods,
Through them I rush-race-run.
Moon glows, moon shows, moon knows,
My life has just begun.

Photo: istock.com

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3 Comments to “Red”

  1. Excellent poem well done and welcome to poets corner.

  2. What is this? It doesn’t seem to be any sort of notification.

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