Dark Poetry #1 |
Fairytales |
Dragoness Senior Member
since 1999-08-07
Posts 513 |
He watches from lofty heights Awaiting you to give a fright Blood tip talons red rimmed eyes His next meal for he'll size Prays on the weak and fair of heart Rending to pieces is just the start From the bowels of Hell is where he came Ah your death is all but a game Under the bed, or closets he resides In dark corners is where he hides He blends so well with the night décor Waiting the time to even the score You'll not know he's even there He'll just slither out from his lair So keep your toes well in your bed Or before you know it you'll be dead. Gargoyles and Griffins are at is command Children's hearts his only demand So mothers make sure you tuck them in tight Just in case he's at your house this night. ------------------ Set you heart free and your mind will follow. |
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Alicat Member Elite
since 1999-05-23
Posts 4094Coastal Texas |
Ahhh...the idyllic monsters under the bed and the bogeyman behind the door. Wonderful imagery, Dragoness. I do look forward to more works from you. Alicat |
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Michael
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-08-13
Posts 7666California |
Wickedly don, Dragoness, sweet nightmares to all. ------------------ Michael Anderson May Darkness find you all through the day. |
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