Dictionary Poetry #5

She stood

A figure silhouetted

By the deep grey moonlight

A guttural howl errupted in the clear, open field

As the woman shifted

To a most awkward pose

 

The air seemed to push her

To insist in her direction

Telling her to go home

 

Reviews

[Ashley Campbell]

This was nice, despite being half asleep, I could actually imagine this. You were quite descriptive, and in my opinion, most mysterious with why she should be silently instructed to leave. What was howling? A wolf I'd like to say, but perhaps we could throw something more interesting into play and say she ran from something that dwells deep only the minds of writers and those who dare to dream. Very nice:).