Little Red Riding Hood

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    Little Red Riding Hood

     A scarlet dash in the woods


    high above she is watched
    a panting beast
    looks down

    he sees a feast, a quenching
    his heart quickens
    and he is so hungry

    a beast's hunger is dangerous
    to a young lady all alone
    unaware that her scent is a promise

    she moves through the woods quietly
    but wolves have good ears
    listening to the  tread of small feet on the path below
    he wants






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    Artie commented on Little Red Riding Hood

    01-17-2010

    I've always thought this tale was an excellent metaphor for the world, and your version shows that brilliantly. 10 from me
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    mamasan commented on Little Red Riding Hood

    11-24-2009

    I think this is what is called Haiku which I nver learned. In any event you took a pretty long story and got it in all those verses. By the way, my heart literally beat with fear. Unfortunatley this old tale is relevant to today too, in many ways.
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    Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.

    Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.

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