Image: phylor aka Lorraine
Footsteps echoed eerily in the fog
Wind coming from the east and the trees swayed
Getting louder like the barking of dog
Gets nearer, is one going to be preyed?
Who’s that? I asked even though I’m afraid
Footsteps stopped suddenly, I’m still puzzled
Stop it now, Mathew, and don’t make me jade
Game is over and you’ve won, I dabbled
Not Mathew but Joe, who came in a jog
His footsteps faster coming from the fog*
(c) ladyleemanila 2017
* The Decuain (pronounced deck•won), created by Shelley A. Cephas, is a short poem made up of 10 lines, which can be written on any subject. There are 10 syllables per line and the poem is written in iambic pentameter.
There are 3 set choices of rhyme scheme:
ababbcbcaa, ababbcbcbb, or ababbcbccc