In a cold dark alley where deep shadows move
And an owl, large eyes stares and woos
When the silence is broken by a primal scream
That pierces the soul and shatters your dream
Once more a silence and then a thud
Something falling into the mud
Another scream that rips through the air
A sound so searing, so raw and so bare
A silver moon gliding between the clouds
Illuminating all that the darkness shrouds
A river of crimson on pebbled walk
A flower head lying without a stalk
A deathly white hand from the mud reaches
And glazed dead eyes there so beseeches
A pain terror expression upon this face
No longer a part of the human race.
Author notes
Just a poem that came to mind on murder!!!!
Written June 12th, 2006
A contest entry
- Murder By Moonlight by Night Terrors.
300 points, ended October 5, 2006, 13 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - Murder by Blossom.
350 points, ended May 3, 2007, 20 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
What did you think
Comments
-
Very good poem. I liked the whole plot and story to it. I really like the ending. You didn't just say that the person died, but you added some twist to it. Very nice!!! Thanks for entering.
-
Wow! This is brilliant! I love how you have worded this! Such fantastic imagery! Well done
I love the lines...
"When the silence is broken by a primal scream
That pierces the soul and shatters your dream"
Thankyou for entering and good luck...
Take care...
~Ash~ -
Wow so descripitive and I love the last line
No longer a part of the human race
So true...and sad but so subtle. I love this piece and the ryhme of the little story. I was looking forward to it being a little longer but all the same it was wonderful! great work! and good luck in this contest!
~Madi~
Adding your comment:
3 old applause
