by The road was narrow. The spines of each leaf green in colour. The fresh smell of mint lifts the air.
I see something in the distance.
White fur and yellow teeth.
As big as a school bus.
The arms stretch wide,
And the legs grow thin.
As it stands up with a big stride.
I think to myself,
What is this creature?
Bigger than a bear,
Smaller than an elephant.
But with lots more hair.
I see another approaching,
This one as red as blood.
With the eyes of the ocean.
And the eyelashes the length of shoelaces.
As I stand up from the moss-covered floor,
My pupils grow wide in surprise.
As a flock more of these things come scrambling to my side.
One of every colour in the rainbow.
Each different in a changing way.
As gold as coins of rich are saturated,
My mind starts to fade away.
Nor a bird, or frog or worm in sight.
These creatures see nothing of the sort.
I start to run.
And fast as a cheetah after its prey.
As the long night begins to fall,
I see out my foggy window.
There are no more creatures in sight.
The fairest way I go.
by Jaime White