Sharon Ashworth

Rookie (12-23-1955 / El Reno, Oklahoma)

Sharon Ashworth Poems

1. The Wicked Witch 3/2/2006
2. New Life 3/2/2006
3. Mist Of The Spirits 3/2/2006
4. Going Home 3/2/2006
5. Fear 3/2/2006
6. We Are But A Flower 3/2/2006
Best Poem of Sharon Ashworth


Shadows moving through the darkness
Black is the night for added stress
An eerie glow from the forest beyond
A silky mist rising from a nearby pond
Strange sounds echoing off the trees
The sharpness of the night's cool breeze
Cuts through me like a razer sharp knife
I try to run for fear of my life
It's coming closer, I can see it
I run faster and faster and try to beat it
It catches up and looms over me
I close my eyes so I cannot see
It's breathe across my face is so thick
The smell of it makes me sick
I can no longer run and hide
I must face this...

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