Graham Jones

A Small Grey Mouse. - Poem by Graham Jones

I feel I am a small grey mouse
Upon the forest floor
I thread my way from here and there
In search of something more

I tend to go out late at night
Because its dark and safer too
But I must feed my family
As others often do

Though danger creeps around me
I continue on my quest
For in the world I live in
There is no second best

Ahead a moss enshrouded branch
An ambush I perceive
I hold my breath and shudder
And creep beneath the leaves

I find some seeds to fill my needs
And then I sniff the air
My biggest threat comes from the sky
And so I must beware

The moonlight in my favour wanes
Again I check the sky
A sudden rush of wind I feel
My time has come to...........

An alternate ending for the sqeamish.

The moonlight in my favour wanes
Again I check the sky
A sudden rush of wind I feel
Comes a curdling shrieking cry

Once more I have been lucky
I won't get a second chance
This nightly gauntlet that I run
My macbre like midnight dance.

Comments about A Small Grey Mouse. by Graham Jones

  • Brian Dorn (3/26/2006 9:30:00 PM)

    Very humane of you to include an alternate ending...
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  • Lizzy Tomlinson (3/25/2006 6:19:00 PM)

    This is good. I can really feel I'm the mouse here. (10) Lizzy. (Report) Reply

  • (3/2/2006 10:10:00 AM)

    What comes to mind here Graham is the Barn Owl. nature has a weird way of keeping the population down/I realy felt for the mouse in this poem. A wonderful poem to enter into a childrens antholergy cheers Sylvie (Report) Reply

  • (2/6/2006 10:12:00 AM)

    I feel the little man's terror as he cowers under the leaves, and, whichever way it ends, life does go on. Lovely that you give us a choice of endings. (Report) Reply

  • (2/6/2006 9:03:00 AM)

    Thanks for the alternate ending :) I enjoyed this poem; it's a good one. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, February 6, 2006

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