The girl bolt up in bed,
Slipping on her shoe's.
Checking the clock,
again,and again,
Knowing it was ready to happen soon.
Finally the clock had chimed,
and out the house she went
Sneaking over to those abandoned feilds,
now at 1:30 in the morning.
As she stood,
out of sight,
in fear that they may see.
In the Early morning mist,
She stood in the feild,
waching the Sprites & Faries.
Author notes
I know this isn't as good as my other works, but i hope it will do.
I'm only doing this because it was an assignment from my dad.
Until know I didn't even really know how to enter a contest.
I'm sorry if it's not a good poem.
A contest entry
- Pic Prompt: FANTASY & DARK Part I by Rinoasis.
600 points, ended July 13, 2008, 8 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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You were supposed to choose a pic as your prompt.
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