When Things Got Weird

Something in the air smelt weird,
It wasn't the usual crisp and cool!
I'd walked the path a hundred times,
No one could take me for a fool!
And there it was, I'd found the flaw.
The horror movie I never saw,
The scene from my worst nightmare,
It sounds crazy-I am aware!
Behind the trees, in the sunlit corner,
I saw the shadow of a bear,
Yet, bear it wasn't, I was so sure,
To go closer, I would not dare.
My eyes were playing tricks on me!
I continued to stand and stare!
The shadow moved, all big and grey,
From the sunlit corner into the dark,
I saw an injured eagle fly that way,
and heard a fierce rabid bark!
The world stood still and stared with me,
My good sense begged of me to flee,
Then a lizard fell onto my head,
and I could tell that it was dead.
My brain told me to run away,
but my feeble legs-they would not go.
And then I felt an icy trickle
go creeping along so bold and slow!
Down my still and trembling fingers,
and dripping steadily to my toe,
I did not stop to wonder what,
was flowing down my freezing nose,
I had no wild and foolish desire,
to explore my favourite path some more,
I fled into familiar space,
Like I had run the fastest race,
People stopped to watch me run,
They seemed to enjoy all the fun.
Some even cheered as I ran on,
Till much long after I was gone.