More poems for Promptly Poetry, stuffed into this book because I have reached my limit. |
Trekking in a dense boreal forest surrounded by majestic shadows, enveloped in the perfume of pine yet isolated in the shadowy damp, I came upon them. The call of morning was a lilting whistle it drove away the hauntings of the night those booming howls one to another of community or warning? I could not say. Enough though, to make me ponder my discovery. Upon a bed of fallen leaves royal in their red and golden hues a pair of ghost pumpkins sat. Were they an elaborate interior design by some reclusive, naturalist master or set as watchmen in the bewitched wood by some Fortean denizens? No matter, I understood. I was unwelcome here. Charles Hoy Fort (August 6, 1874 – May 3, 1932) was an American writer and researcher who specialized in anomalous phenomena. The terms "Fortean" and "Forteana" are sometimes used to characterize various such phenomena. https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Charles_Fort Written for "Promptly Poetry Challenge (2024-2025)" Prompt - an image of white pumpkins on a bed of colorful foliage in a forest setting |