Forest River
I sprint ahead
twigs slapping my head,
I hear the bellow of the predators
chasing the flight of their murderer.
Baying for blood,
to cover the mud,
that peacefully resides
on the ground beside
the sandy shore
and river floor.
Sand flies up behind my heels,
as I sheathe my steel,
I break through the brush
where hasting waters rush,
and dive through the air,
and feel a pain I cannot bear.
'Twang!'
the string rang.
A sound much more slow
then the flight of the arrow
I break through the glassy wall,
blood following my fall,
The pain ripping my mind in half,
as I rip the arrow from my calf.
My nose fills with the liquid glass,
pressing against my drenched mass
hands reach past
as I'm swept away in a blast
of angelic ghouls,
my saviors, who keep me under the pool.
I push off the river bed,
and water pours off the top of my head,
I look back at the men,
who hunted me for my sin,
Yards away,
bright as the light of day.
The scourge the waves with salivating eyes
searching for their lost prize
not one sees me as I am swept south,
water spat from my mouth.
The river takes me from their sight,
the jerks and curves to the right
white rapids to the west,
as I brace myself however best
my frail body can
for I am just a man.
I stretch out my arm,
My last chance to evade harm,
up ahead the first massive tower,
of solid power.
The first thing my fingers can lock,
brake me inches from the rock.
I hold on with all my might,
tremendous, pounding pain I fight
inside my brain,
stretched in the strain,
I pull myself ashore,
no danger, no more,
Ripping away part of my shirt
whipping it clean of dirt,
I wrap up my damaged leg inside.
and the wet fabric hides,
the wounded skin,
and I breathe slowly once again.
But I wonder how much longer I can lay,
as I sit in the sand.
For now I'm simply wounded prey,
I cannot hold myself in my hands.
But I realize I am closer now then ever before,
no time to waste
As I rise to feet and stand on the shore,
I must make haste.
I flex my swollen bloody fingers
And wonder how much longer my safety will linger.
twigs slapping my head,
I hear the bellow of the predators
chasing the flight of their murderer.
Baying for blood,
to cover the mud,
that peacefully resides
on the ground beside
the sandy shore
and river floor.
Sand flies up behind my heels,
as I sheathe my steel,
I break through the brush
where hasting waters rush,
and dive through the air,
and feel a pain I cannot bear.
'Twang!'
the string rang.
A sound much more slow
then the flight of the arrow
I break through the glassy wall,
blood following my fall,
The pain ripping my mind in half,
as I rip the arrow from my calf.
My nose fills with the liquid glass,
pressing against my drenched mass
hands reach past
as I'm swept away in a blast
of angelic ghouls,
my saviors, who keep me under the pool.
I push off the river bed,
and water pours off the top of my head,
I look back at the men,
who hunted me for my sin,
Yards away,
bright as the light of day.
The scourge the waves with salivating eyes
searching for their lost prize
not one sees me as I am swept south,
water spat from my mouth.
The river takes me from their sight,
the jerks and curves to the right
white rapids to the west,
as I brace myself however best
my frail body can
for I am just a man.
I stretch out my arm,
My last chance to evade harm,
up ahead the first massive tower,
of solid power.
The first thing my fingers can lock,
brake me inches from the rock.
I hold on with all my might,
tremendous, pounding pain I fight
inside my brain,
stretched in the strain,
I pull myself ashore,
no danger, no more,
Ripping away part of my shirt
whipping it clean of dirt,
I wrap up my damaged leg inside.
and the wet fabric hides,
the wounded skin,
and I breathe slowly once again.
But I wonder how much longer I can lay,
as I sit in the sand.
For now I'm simply wounded prey,
I cannot hold myself in my hands.
But I realize I am closer now then ever before,
no time to waste
As I rise to feet and stand on the shore,
I must make haste.
I flex my swollen bloody fingers
And wonder how much longer my safety will linger.