Halloween In Her Heart

Discussion in 'Poet's Corner' started by Isa, Feb 5, 2006.

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  1. Isa

    Isa Well-Known Member

    A spinister weaved
    its spinningster web
    A soft dusty pattern
    That looked like glass from the bed

    A sinister spider
    Carressed its rope
    And tangled it in corners
    To steal all hope

    A silent little knitter
    Knits all night
    And barely watches
    The fatal fight

    A soft night glow
    Warms the floorboards
    Penetrates and circulates
    The innocents thoughts

    A slinky sneaky insect
    Starts shadowing itself
    And slips its lengthy lines
    From the ceiling to the shelf

    A spinning silent spider
    Who sinisterly creeps
    I daren't open my eyes
    I pretend that I must sleep

    A solitary solider
    Who shakes as the windows shatter
    A senetary spy -der
    Who pretends that I dont matter

    The tears of blood I hide from him
    Are seeping through my skin
    As the spider lets the darkness out
    And I let the darkness in.
     
  2. BrokenPieces

    BrokenPieces Well-Known Member

    that was a great representation of how soemthing, that we never thought of could be nothing, be turned into soemthing. I like it!

    Great job!
     
  3. Petal

    Petal SF dreamer Staff Member Safety & Support SF Supporter

    Beautiful :heart:
     
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