Red

 

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 thrash, rocks slash, rocks gash,
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 Alpha’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.

22 thoughts on “Red

  1. Little Red Riding Hood meets the Don Juan of Werewolves. Wow! This is fantastic, my friend. I can see why you consider it your favorite. Your creative writing mixed with that wonderful imagination of yours is a rare combination, Pretty Lady.

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