I couldn't resist having a go at this. I'm not a poet. So this could be a carcrash. But I fancied the challenge. I have gone on an imaginary walk for this; noway would I go walking in the woods at night . . . don't you know there's Night Stalkers out there. . . . .
Hope you like despite not actaully going on a poem walk other than in my head.
Oh yes, nearly forgot. Thank you to bullishink for hosting another crazy writing opportunity!
Here goes. . . .
The Night Stalkers
Slipping silently behind a cloud, the Child’s Moon felt safe as darkness reigned.
Jagged shadows moved, creeping forward, reaching and stretching like a witch’s grasping hand.
Ever consuming but always hungry.
Never satisfied but always full.
The cloud drifted forcing the moon to cast her innocence on the stalkers of the night. Ribbons of light shimmered in the once murky mist as the Shadow Stalkers scurried.
Life returned. Padded paws prowled. A heartfelt howl to the moon echoed through naked trees. Thankful to roam. Sniffing at the air; the scent of prey filled her nostrils. Silently she ran through the biting wind but welcomed its presence. For when it was pitch black, even the wind stopped breathing.
An owl swooped. A warning as storm clouds rolled in, thunderous in their intent, bidding the darkness to return. Shadows loomed, patiently waiting. The air grew still. Blackness hungrily swallowed the last shining tip of light.
The Child’s Moon could do no more, smothered, suffocating in the squall, longing it to pass before the rise of her glorious sister. But the Shadow Stalkers feasted. For it was their night.
Love it!! Spine-tingling and beautiful all at once! So many lovely phrases: the moon to cast her innocence ... ribbons of light shimmered ...ReplyDelete
heartfelt howl to the moon.
Thank you so much for joining the fun!! xo
Thank you Ruth! And thanks for running the event and giving me the opportunity to try something new. xxxDelete
Beautiful imagery Lizzie! I loved 'ribbons of light shimmered', when you see that in something I write you'll know I stole the phrase from you...love it! (I'll hide it in a novel somewhere one day, with your permission!)ReplyDelete
You had me out there shivering in the woods!
You don't need my permission to use that phrase chick. I'm sure it's out there somewhere in many a book. I had fun with this one once I new where I was going! Pleased you like. xxxDelete
This is just lovely. There's a great build up of tension throughout, beautiful imagery, and I just love the juxtaposition of these two sentences: "Padded paws prowled. A heartfelt howl to the moon echoed through naked trees"--the alliteration, the repetition of that plaintive "ow" sound in "prowled" and "howl", the cadence--wonderful.ReplyDelete
Aww, thank you so much! I do like alliteration in poetry. I'm pleased you have read and enjoyed; it's fantastic to get new readers! xxxDelete
Beautiful and spooky, I don't like the sound of Shadow Stalkers. Made me shiver x.ReplyDelete
Cool! Pleased it had the desired affect on you. xxxDelete
It may have been an experiment but it was far from a carcrash as you feared it might be.ReplyDelete
I think it worked great - Shadow Stalkers - definitely up there with the scary stuff you don't want to bump into on a dark night!
I love the idea of the moon hiding awaiting her "glorious sister" to rise again.
A very imaginative, original take on the idea.
Thank you Sarah. What a lovely positive comment. I enjoyed the challenge. . . .in the end. xxxDelete
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