Life, Primeval

The throbbing rhythm
Of the bongo
And the drums
Thrumming of the strings wild
Straining against clasps

The rich throaty velvet chants
Blending to ancient cadences
Woven into silken strands
Creating life elemental

A menacing purr
A feral growl
A perilous hiss
Soft padding of the pride
All - stalking and staking

In the gathering doom
The ancients walk
But no song of pixies and faeries
Of mettlesome gnomes
Will grace the withering wood

The old trees awaken
With a thirst to quench
A lifetime to avenge
Kindness repaid with extinction

The thumps and rustles
Enliven the twilight rich forest
The eyes seek you out
The ears will hear you
In the frightful silence

The pulsing fear
The goosebumps
Blossoming up the spine
Thoughts of the unknown

How fast can you run?
But where will you hide?
Will the dark soggy caves
Enough to comfort you

Will you harken to strangers
Quick to smile; slow to veil wicked leers
Armed with counterfeit humanity

The uncanny labyrinth lures
The churning seas rumble
Crashing waves, lashing
Against tall cliffs

The call goes forth
The doom beckons
The Gods come down
For the reckoning
Of a cowardly race