ok...i'm just piddlin' here... -- Poetry and Prose

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Date Posted: 20:30:41 02/23/03 Sun
Author: Tsuga
Subject: ok...i'm just piddlin' here...

i apologize 4 typos or we...my hands don' go as fast as me brain...an' this is just off d top o' me head.......lol.

The woman sits alone in the quiet greenery of the forest about her, listening to the faint sounds of life about her. The various chirps and twitters of the birds and the bullfrogs about her make a rather soothing lull as she closes her eyes, laying her black-topped head against the trunk of a narrow tree and drifting into the peaceful slumber of one totally at peace with oneself.

Awaking with a start, she looked about her, eyes reflecting suprise at the darkness of the woods about her. The calming noises of the day-time jungle have faded now into the haunting sounds of insects and the nocturnal beasts lurking in the trees. Rising stiffly, she looks about at the shadows with a faint smile gracing her thin lips. To anyone else, such noises would be something awful, but to someone who has grown up with such sounds all her life, they were the like of an old shirt; comfortable and soothing.

She walks about slowly, looking into the shadows about her, and smiling softly at what she saw there. She spotted many racoons, owls, deer, and the like; and even saw a graceful white wolf standing in a clearing. The gorgeous creature looked straight at her for the longest time; then, she nodded, and dissapeared into the trees. The woman released her breath slowly and continues her walking through the dapples of moonlight streaming through the branches of the regal trees towering overhead.

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