Dale Totten


Moon Lit Stalkers - Poem by Dale Totten

Moon lit stalkers

When the moon shines through pitch black skies they come out to play
Not your everyday sun lit friends
that only come out in the light of day
No, these are the stalkers that flash in and out of trees
You know they are there, you hear the rustle of leaves
You see their movements with the slightest breeze
Your neck hairs stand up, you freeze
Eyes wide open, you listen, hearing nothing you begin to walk again
They wait and then begin to stalk again
The sun begins its morning rise, out shining the haunting moon
Chasing away the night time predators
But they'll be back soon


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Poem Submitted: Sunday, January 5, 2014

Poem Edited: Monday, January 6, 2014


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