by RhymeFairy
wow, my feast never looked like that? hehehe nice write ...
Raised my hackles (whatever they are)! I hope i don't run into that creature.
nicely with me:
Cryptic, evil lingering.
Shadows dancing,
through the wood.
Feel of goose-bumps
rippling along flesh.
*****
the rest to me equally great, but i'm licking them words above.......don
if I have to read another one of ur poor 'attempts' at poetry I will scream! The only scary thing about this is that you call yourself a poet! Anyone can string aload of words together but it takes talent to make it work - and you girl aint got no talent!
Give it up already!