(711) In Mysterious Ways Poem by Melvina Germain

Oh the full moon shone bright that night.
when all I could see was a silhouette in sight.
I stared and glared to make some sense,
of the darkness slowly approaching the old picket fence.

The air was filled with the drizzle of rain
creating a misty atmospheric refrain.
I pulled back and stood flush against the shed.
A dark shadow hovered over the haystack bed.

It was then when I saw a close-up view,
of the silhouette caressed by mystic hues.
Oh but to my surprise, a faceless hood
took on a very real disguise.

My forehead filled with cold perspiration,
Eyes opened wide, no place to hide.
I tried to scream, but as within a dream,
my voice-box closed, sealed at the seams.

In an act of great desperation,
I fell to my knees begging for forgiveness,
of many fraudulent deeds.
Instantly, I felt the warmth of the sun.
Opened my eyes, a new day had begun.

Written: May 18/2007