The Wednesday Poet Writes


Listen to the night sounds-
Stillness, a chill-
Hark!  Suddenly a shriek!

Deadly.  Frightening.
Running feet...

A shout, an engine's roar.
One faint moan.
Then, stillness once more.


  1. Judie, dear Judie with your words. Love your little story of sorts. Thought provoking and that is what we want when we write. Thank you for sharing your awesome work. Yes the garden is growing, yet for some reason I'm finding myself stationary. The past couple of days I was giddy up pony and raring to go, now I feel like some thing is missing? I'm sure it will pass as all things do, but I don't like the feeling. Take care Judie.


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