Satisfied

So, I'm not a good poet, that I know for sure. However, I like to have fun with words. I was reading through my pronunciation sentences for my Level 4 class tomorrow and one of them was about a mouse running from an owl. It inspired me to post this random piece. Please don't judge. I figured as long as I've been transparent with my feelings throughout this entire year on this blog, I might as well be transparent in my desire to write awesome lines (even if I, in all honesty, cannot succeed in accomplishing that goal. lol). So, here it is.

In the night

                                                              Stillness lays over the land

Creatures sleep

Silently, peacefully

But something around does creep

A listening ear hears the creeping

Patiently, carefully

It leaves the branch to take wing

Beady eyes rove the field

Silent wings glide

The darkness is this owl's shield

What’s that?

The mouse feels a presence

The ground, its paws no longer pat

Tension weights the air

Mouse and owl

The fight is not fair

The owl swoops

The mouse scurries

The night world roots

but to no avail

The owl takes to his branch

                                                            Satisfied for yet another night