poetry and prose about place

eerie evening

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I saw a light in the woods tonight

low, through the tangled branches of spruce

and the crowded stems of fir


white in the dark –

a gleam where only night should stir

like the lamp of a stranger, lost


but the glow was steady and still

and in less than the catch of a breath I knew

all I saw was the rising moon

beyond the hill


I heard a cry in the woods tonight

soft and low through the tangle of spruce

and the thicket of fir


a moan in the dark

a sob where only the wind should stir

like the frightened tears of a child



but the cries held no human word

and in less than the catch of a breath I knew

the wail of a wildcat on the prowl

was all I heard



Copyright  Jane Tims  1990

Written by jane tims

October 31, 2012 at 7:29 am

11 Responses

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  1. Wonderfully eerie poem and images, Jane. 🙂



    November 9, 2012 at 2:32 pm

  2. I enjoyed the poem and the photography- the light in the foreground fading to darkness, with the horizon lit in the background.


    Watching Seasons

    November 5, 2012 at 7:46 pm

    • Hi. The photo was done with a flash, from low in front of the grass. It captured the spookiness of the evening. Jane


      jane tims

      November 6, 2012 at 9:36 am

  3. Nice photo.
    I also enjoyed your poem Jane. It’s got a real punch to it. I read it a couple of times so I could savor it all



    October 31, 2012 at 6:11 pm

    • Hi Rosie. I wrote the poem a few years ago, after hearing a wildcat in the woods. They sound just like a human crying. Jane


      jane tims

      November 1, 2012 at 9:37 am

      • a wild animal in the woods that sounds human? omg how creepy!



        November 1, 2012 at 1:51 pm

  4. What a gorgeous poem. I loved the build up of suspense then the feeling of fear and next the explanation. I liked the echoes of form and words, as well. Well done!


    Carol Steel

    October 31, 2012 at 10:36 am

  5. Very appropriate for Halloween and the shorter days too Jane! What a great poem and I love the images. I’ve just made some calendars using my photos of skies.



    October 31, 2012 at 9:29 am

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