A to Z Challenge day 3- The letter 'C'
My theme: Current W.I.P. and my 1st attempts at poetry.
I will post a poem based on some aspect of my current work in progress whether that be a character or an important theme. So here is my 3rd entry. I hope you enjoy it.
Stalking close, like a wild cat on the hunt,
Thumping heart, sweaty palms, I near the cart.
Latch lifting, held breath, peering toward the front,
Wood scrapes, door opens, the sound stops my heart.
No alarm sounded, I peer inside
And glimpse a delicate, paint stained hand.
Crunching gravel alerts, I seek to hide
From the slaver, a detestable man.
Approaching footsteps stop, man muttering, turns.
I wait, frozen, afraid to move or breathe.
He debates with himself, my lungs burn.
Relief, he moves away. On the handle I heave.
Pain explodes, my vision is fractured
As I fall to my knees and realize, I’m captured.