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WOODLAND WANDERING

The sun goes down
 Day yields his kingdom to the night
The moon appears
Confirming sun’s disgraceful flight
 
On woodland trails
Forgotten years ago by man
The Axeman hunts
With sharpened blade kept close to hand

The young girl waits
Her boyfriend gone for breakdown aid
The car, still warm
Lulls her toward sleep, unafraid
 
He sees the car
The Axeman takes a ragged breath
The girl awakes
Her fate is horror, pain and death.
— Tam the Chanter, Jul 24, 2009

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infinite_dwarf

infinite_dwarf

16 years 10 months ago

Ack!!

You left us dangling! I did enjoy the little bit that was here, though. Afre you planning on finishing it? Reminds me of all those horror flicks: House of 1000 Corpses, Wrong Turn, etc. ~Jess K. ----------------------- "Sundown you better take care if I find you've been creepin' 'round my back stairs. Sometimes I think it's a sin when I feel like I'm winnin' when I'm losing again" - Gordon Lightfoot
Tam the Chanter

Tam the Chanter

16 years 10 months ago

slasher poetry

Jess Thanks for that. I decided to draw a veil over the rest to protect the women poets' sensibilities . A neo genre? Slasher poetry with a conscience ? lol Regards Ian T
greeneyes

greeneyes

16 years 10 months ago

just had to see

when i read your latest poem i just had to see your other stuff. wow,you have a big fan in me.