Nightsport

 

The grey shadows of an

overcast afternoon in

the woods have crept away

no longer there, and in their

place a darker shadow has

fallen, stifling the dim light

that lingers without hope

of prevailing for there

is no forestalling nightfall

chasing dusk's brief warning.

And so, the forest sighs

and prepares for sleep, while

prey whisper urgent messages

hiding in their havens, and

predators prepare to emerge

onto their hunting fields

sharpening tooth and talon

preparing to greet nature's

nocturnal challenge to the

pursuit of species survival.