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Ekphrastic Poetry Contest

Mary Robin Adamiak

Honorable Mention

Pray

Fear.
Dread.
Heart racing in my chest,
Thoughts chasing through my head,
Impressed he does not hear.
Will this breath be my last?

A worm beneath the bark,
The parting sheaves of grass,
A distant meadow lark;
Transformed now, every sound seems clearer…
But this shaking of the leaves is not the breeze.

Then the hunter ever nearer
Lifts his gaze up
To the trees.

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