He found himself stranded
On a most forbidding world
Straight into adventure
He was accidentally hurled
At first the land was beautiful
So similar to Earth
It made him rather homesick
For the planet of his birth
The waterfalls were soothing
The mist so cool and blue
The pink fluffy clouds ahead
Of cotton candy hue
He strode along a pathway
With not a shred of fear
Completely unsuspecting
Of the danger that was near
A strange, blaring noise
Was his first unwelcome clue
That he’d stumbled into trouble
His worst nightmare come true
A bright, brilliant light
Shone out from the mist
Claws as sharp as razors
Started to untwist
He knew he was a goner
Well and truly caught
Nowhere to run
No place to hide
At least that’s what he thought!
A Poem Inspired by “Gotcha”