Crickle crackle night

Killing two birds with one stone here. The dverse prompt is to anthropomorphise. The NaPoWriMo prompt is to write an enigma. This cascade poem is neither very anthropomorphic nor a difficult enigma, but I tried.

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Something hangs in the air tonight,

In the scritch scratch breeze in the leaves,

Dusk has faded, and wild things prowl.

 

Clouds drag a veil before the stars,

Fluttering with wings of a foe unseen,

Something hangs in the air tonight.

 

Dog raises muzzle and sniffs the dark,

Listens to the crickle crackle sounds

In the scritch scratch breeze in the leaves.

 

Footsteps pad through long damp grasses,

Cousin bold and wily slips shadow smooth,

Dusk has faded and wild things prowl.

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Jane Dougherty

I used to do lots of things I didn't much enjoy. Now I am officially a writer. It's what I always wanted to be.

45 thoughts on “Crickle crackle night”

  1. Wild things, wild imagination ~ Love the sounds specially these lines Jane:

    Listens to the crickle crackle sounds

    In the scritch scratch breeze in the leaves.

  2. Domestic dogs on those kind of nights rekindle their pack mentality–hearing wolves, puma, foxes & coyotes–peeling back their canine calm, and fanning their blood lust.

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