Amidst shadow of night
I wandered the ancient wood
My heart filled with cold, cold fright
Of stories left untold
But then I saw a glimmering light
A shuttered lantern held
By hooded figures, shrouded in the night
They beckoned me follow, and I was compelled
The trees around me come alive
Their branches twisting, turning into shapes unknown
I felt this a dream, but could not thrive
In knowing if it be good or prone
To nightmares dark and cold
But then I came upon a clearing, bright and bold
A tree, it glowed golden and shone
Against the trunk I took my rest, and felt at home
A sleep fell upon me, so deep
And when I woke, I could not keep
The memories of that night
Was it real or just a flight?
About the Creator
Michael B
A left brained guy with a long running notion to do right brained things. Iām only hoping to become better at it.
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Written for ViM's Found Poem Friday :) The prompt: Write a found poem with the lyrics from "Creep" by Radio Head. Keep in mind, you are limited to only use words that are FOUND š in the original work (no words can be used that are not in the song lyrics)
By Heather Hubler7 days ago in Poets
The Whiskered War
A domestic drama; rather, you're witnessing a millennium-old conflict over the fate of the entire planet (and possibly just a smA titanic struggle between wits and strength has been raging in the shadows for millennia: The Great Nibble vs. The Purrsecution. The cats, the furry fighters, the fascists of the feline world, occupy one corner. In the other, mice make up the squeaky squad, the small militia. The reward? Domination over the entire world (and possibly an especially tasty cheese wheel).
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