11 January 2015

reaper from the woods

Stay by myself, I live alone
way back in the haunted forest
Play in shadows that's were I roam
sway to nature's woodland chorus

I was filled with trepidation
it's due to my situation
My butterfly concentration
bits of glitz and fascination

Blowing whispers on a wild wind
showing that I still had power
Glowing eyes and an evil grin
knowing your flesh I'd devour

Some dark magic I've been keeping
while in the woods I'll be creeping
Dumb humans in their beds sleeping
compile the souls I'll be reaping

Cross Lento Poem
Copyright © 2015 by Patrick B Vince

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