Brandon Colbert | November 7, 2025 | Poetry
It Waits Beyond the Tree Line
By: Brandon Colbert
Don’t know what it is, or what it could be
But does it wait for me
I can feel it staring, it’s eyes glaring
It circles the grounds, while lurking around
Heavy breath, is the only sound
Never comes out of the trees
But I know it watches me
Day and night it waits, it’s presents feels of hate
It seems to never leave, crouching in the leaves
The breathing makes me feel uneasy
The trembling of my knees, when I go get water from the stream
Chasing me home, when I try to roam
May never know what it is, or why it waits
Some day I’ll be brave and tempt my fate
For it waits for me beyond the tree line
Sending chills down my spine
Blood on the Shell Shaker
By: Brandon Colbert
As children we were always told
Not to wander into the cold
Bas as children we’re curious
Makes the elders furious
In the dead of night
We hear a scream of fright
Elders still dancing and singing
But from the scream our ears still ringing
A scream so loud
That it parted the clouds
The moon so bright
Still something wasn’t right
We ask our elders
Only to say, don’t worry, were sheltered
Moring came and gave a peace of mind
But for one girl the tribe could not find
Elders searching around the grounds
Listening for any sounds
Children speak of the screams
Saying they weren’t as they seem
Elders go deeper into the woods
Vut what they found was not good
Everyone in quell and shaking
For there was blood on the shell shaker.
Glow of the Moon
By: Brandon Colbert
Glow of the moon, beautiful as the loon
Praying I can be with her soon
Her beautiful glow, makes my heart grow
So radiant and vibrant, I can’t deny it
Beauty so bright, she lights up the night
She shines like the stars, and she’s not very far
She has my thoughts going to war
Every time I see her, I want to hold her
Reaching out to only grab air, doesn’t seem fair
We could be a great pair, where others can’t compare
For I will always be there, because I care
Forgive me if I stare, but I love how you’re rare
Your beautiful gleam, on a midnight stream
The glows you beam upon me,
Always seems to take me to ecstasy
You are my drug, that high from above
So release the doves, for I’ve been blessed from above
God gave me word, through a little bird
She that holds my heart, will never depart
Every time I see her I swoon
For she carries the glow of the moon.
