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THE DARK FOREST AT NIGHT

A night of no moon , nor stars
I were lost , fear grew in me
My hart beat out a rhythm
The Blues , The Blackness
I felt in side of me

I staggered on , with no ware
To go

I found my self amongst trees
Tall , bending in the wind , in silence
Just the sound of the branches overhead
The strings of my hart playing it's rhythm
Blood pumping , both a defining , tuneless sounded
In my ears

Fear , now , almost contriving me , evrey steep I took
Labored
The trees , now a forest , deep , oh so deep
No way back , the trees now covered my tracks
Block my way back out of the dark , black forest

I was all a lone , oh so alone

I began to hear sounds in the undergrowth , in the bushes

I saw what look like a wolf , it's back to me
The Wolf , look back towards , me
Strangely , I felt no fear , The Wolf , walk on

Then The Wolf look back , as if cheeking on me
Maybe it were that

Then I felt something on my shoulder , light , no wait at all
In my ear I clearly heard '' cor , cor , cor ''

On my Shoulder , a raven , sat , walking up and down
'' Cor , Cor '' , it , were, yes kind of spoke to me
I felt no fear , The Wolf were sat , looking at us both

The Raven , took flight , my fear , I felt returning

Behind me I heard sounds , I look back and saw Black Dogs gathering
Looking to form a pack

I felt the clamminess of the sweat of fear , begin to run down my face

Then I heard , '' COR , COR '' , something fly overhead

Something else brush past me

The Black Dogs , vanished , back into the forest

The Raven and The wolf , came back TO ME
The Wolf , sat beside me , licking my hand
The Raven , once more on my shoulder , close to my ear
'' core , cor '' , so soft and gentle , so reassuring

I stroked The Wolf , tousled The Wolfs ears , got down , The Wolf , licked my face
While The Raven , went '' cor , cor '' , soft and gentile
It's wing , as if stroking my face

Then The Wolf , gently parted , went ahead , just a few feet
Looked back , The Raven , flew off , landing on The Wolf

I folowde , they lead me , out of the dark forest
It was by now dawn , the sun was rising , song birds were in good vice

The Wolf and The Raven , remained with the forest
Both , look at me , I swear they were smiling at me

The Wolf lifted a paw , The Raven , a wing , as if waving goodbye to me
I gave them a wave , I thanked them , wholeheartedly
The Raven said '' cor , core '' , The Wolf gave a parting howl

My guides , my protestors were gone , I was safe , happy , ready to enjoy the my new day of life.

Ken D Williams

The Dyslexic Wordsmith

Poetry by ken d williams