Little Red Riding Hood: My Sympathies

February 6, 2017 — 1 Comment

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Exposed in open spaces,

Tense crackling, odd peculiar scents,

Stepping over bracken and mossy rocks,

Vulnerable and lost,

Open to the unexpected,

Creaking briar, twigs, jaggy nettles,

Boulders to step on

To see over the streams and where they lead,

To a little brick house that offers shelter.

 

But how many times have I sought shelter

And found it,

Only to have my peace and faith trashed

And crumpled up,

And thrown back on to the path.

Arrows taking you back to

That real easy comfort zone,

That you tried to escape from,

But always end up returning to,

Because the woods

Are a scary place.

 

 

 

Drawing

Little Red Riding Hood 

By Saito Tomoko

One response to Little Red Riding Hood: My Sympathies

  1. 

    Interesting writing. I like ­čÖé

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