Wednesday, 17 October 2012
Walking up the dark road at night
with full moon shining bright
I hear it walk close behind
and I am terrified out of my mind.
I call out to it and ask who are you.
All I hear is you will taste good in my stew.
I must hide and see this spot
hoping this is not part of the monster plot.
I run through the woods in total fear
hearing it's footsteps coming way to near.
I trip and fall and can not get to mt feet
and I hear it say as it is running after me that I will be good to eat.
As I fall for the final time and lay there in the night
I find in my pocket a small flash light.
I shine it at the monster whose dinner would be me
and the light turns it into a monster tree.
(photos taken at Lake Quinault, in the rainforest in Washingotn State)