In the shade of the forest,
I shift on my feet,
A nervousness thumps in my brain,
With each step I take,
I'm tempted to run,
The acuteness of sound is insane.
With the rustle of leaves
And the cracks of twigs,
I look for a glimpse of the beast,
It's eyes I feel through me,
My skin prickles cold,
Then I see it, its beauty unleashed.
Its eyes are wild, staring,
Each nostril is flared,
My thoughts say to flee but I can't,
I'm frozen in stance,
My cold lips catch a breath,
And I'm lost in a creature, enchanted.
I take a step forward,
Enticed by the challenge,
It twitches and paws at the ground,
And then in an instance,
It bolts and is gone,
Purer beauty in a creature, I haven't yet found.
It is a highly imaginative poem having stunning expression with nice diction. Thanks for sharing.
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It twitches and paws at the ground, And then in an instance, It bolts and is gone, Purer beauty in a creature, I haven't yet found. Am i searching for beauty every where. in fact all poets and poetesses do that...... we look for beauty everywhere........ your beginning of the poem was very attractive full of tension and finally you come to the answer. tha nk u dear poetess. t ony