Hunter Becomes Hunted

(An unlucky human has the tables turned as this huge brown bear exacts brutal revenge for being hunted!)

Gun jamming, the bullet is unable to be fired.
Staring at an enormous beast closing in.
Too late to run as the creature overtakes me.
One swing of its massive paw shatters my shoulder,
Ripping skin and snapping bone as blood pours,
Leaving my arm hanging from the socket.
Ribs are broken by the force of powerful jaws.
Falling to the ground, I try to play dead.
Injured and crippled, staying still is my only hope.
A vain attempt at preserving life, failure is the result.
Eaten alive, this enraged animal rips me to pieces!
Gorging on the mutilated body of human prey!

On Sacred Ground

I stray onto sacred ground
The resting place of souls bygone.
Solace is what I seek,
But there is no solace
No succor to be found
Not here among broken, fallen stones.
Nor bent, wilting trees.
I search for you under the moon
Thoughts of you race through my mind
Feelings better left unspoken.
This was our place
The fertile earth from which the black rose of our love took seed.
We exchanged blood amidst these graves.
Transfused our darkest thoughts and dreams.
It is here too that our love died.
A fitting place for something that is no more

night walk

As I walked down the leaf bestrewn path
The trees seemed to show their wrath
As the wind violently attacked
In the obscure pitch black
The nearby hot spring was a steam bath

In the moonlight it steamed, gleamed, and screamed
The night was just like a dream
Only it was a nightmare:
Frightening, fateful, freakish, fear
Nothing was as it seemed.

Alone, abandoned, afraid and ambivalent
I must have looked very innocent
As I opened up the gate
Leading to my ominous fate
I opened the doors to imprisonment, which kept me alert and vigilant


The paved graves, brave and gray
Ghosts glanced at me and waved
I stood frozen in the night
There was only one street light
The ghosts raved; they were a cold urgent wave
Craving to be saved