The weeks are just flying by.
Here is a short poem I wrote today. It's not much, but it is rhyming and you will rarely see a rhyming poem on this blog as I very much prefer free-verse.
The spark jumps, meeting coal, its kin.
The door creaks open, the ghosts file in.
The sweep upon the boy sleeping next to the coal.
And slowly commence to suck out his soul.
The boy rises as if in a trance.
And begins to move in the eerie ghost dance.
The ghosts they smile wide smiles are tall.
They too begin to dance throwing shadows on the wall.
As they dance the dance the surround the boy.
Who grins as if he has gotten a toy.
The suddenly he dies in a ooze of blood.
And the evil ghosts leave as the house begins to flood.
So beware you all don't sleep next to the coal.
Else the ghosts will come and suck out your soul.
Yes, I know ominous, but hey I was bored:)
Yes. Nathan sits at a table by himself and writes poems about ghosts sucking out people's souls while the four girls sit and laugh maniacally and tell him to go away.
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Haha! Yes! Ava that is so true. But, we weren't just laughing, we were reading DiscoveryGIRL.
ReplyDeleteExactly. and it was WEIRD, so Nathan wasn't allowed to be there. :D
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