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Dark Poetry #2

Death in the Cornfield

DeathTrippy
Junior Member

since 2000-07-15

Posts 45
WY USA

0 posted 2000-07-25 12:22 PM

Hanging broken dieing
Thinking dismal thoughts
Shattered street light tells
Of dreams long since gone
Cresent moon sweeps in midnight
Forshadowing my doom
Strawfilled body useless
Limbs snapping in the wind
Unmoving eyes search
Unwelcome hunters beware
I have but one purpose
To scare

Billowing clothing
Reaper's cape
My stare is dark and chill
I hold the cresent moon, my scyth
And watch beneath my hood
Solitary silhouette
Guarding with my life
I hang till dawn
Swing with the wind
Dark thoughts of death
I scare the robbers
Death to theiving crows

thebeautybrat
Member

since 2000-03-30

Posts 114
Florida

1 posted 2000-07-25 12:25 PM

chilling words!! i loved it!! feel free to check out some of my poems and comment on them!!

Xeonox

Senior Member

since 2000-04-01

Posts 1764
CA, USA

2 posted 2000-07-25 02:28 AM

Another great poem.!!!!!!!!!

Ronil (What I say I live by and what I live by is what I create).

Broken_Heart
Member

since 2000-07-24

Posts 57
Netherlands

3 posted 2000-07-25 06:11 AM

Nice and dark... I love it!!! It fits my mood perfectly! Great piece of work! Hope to see more of it!!!

SpitFire
Member Elite

since 2000-04-19

Posts 2396

4 posted 2000-07-25 02:23 PM

~Ooh chills,...right on with the darkness. Entertainingly haunting. Love the title. Be well DT. *Peace.

Deborah1
Senior Member

since 2000-06-22

Posts 653
New Hampshire

5 posted 2000-07-25 04:00 PM

Great imagery here, I can picture it all...would make me beware for sure!! Great job!!

The fragrance always stays in the hand that gives the rose...--Hada Bejar

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