Golden Eyes Poem by Nancy Chambers

In my garden, under the starlight
On a hot hazy summer night
Listening to the pond’s waterfall
I can hear a nightingale call
I know things are out there
I can sense their stare
I can feel
Eyes of steel
Looking at me
Where can they be?
Flashlight on the pond shown
Their cover is blown
Eyes that reflect light
Shining golden bright
At water level’s height
Three frogs in the water
Waiting for insects to slaughter
Soon there will be violence
Passing bugs they will silence
Fascinating site
My garden at night
Under the starlight!