The Enchanted Dock Poem by M Rene Riel

Although it seemed the darkness felt right
Time and significance were lost to the night.
Walking alone from rock to rock
The heightened awareness was of the dock.
I wondered, i pondered, do I dare?
As I approached the pathway, the wind tossled my hair,
Echoes of footsteps drew my attention behind me,
But the echoes travelled farther than I could see.
After stepping to the forefront a mist seemed to rise,
Approaching with surrounding force to my surprise.
Completely round bushes began to bellow cries,
Stealing the view I could hardly believe my eyes.
I said, 'Hey these bushes from where did you sprout? '
And just as quickly I thought, Which is the way out?
I ran, I ran noticing each curve, and a twisting end,
And suddenly I knew I was at the dock's enchanting end!