Dusk sets apon the horizon.
Waking from an eternal slumber.
Dimly lit shadows creep in.
Something stirring.
Searching for a victim.
Thirsting for blood.
The orange-red orb rises.
Awake, but not alive.
Stalking in disguises,
Hunting to survive.
A contest entry
- 30-40 words of Brilliance #28 by Aussie Gypsy.
550 points, ended November 6, 2008, 14 entries
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Comments
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I don't know what you mean by this poem?
Yeah I don't understand this . It sounds creepy Ryan. -
This is a really dark take on the prompt but what an enjoyable read. Well done. Best to you in the contest
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This one ryan was one of my favorites. the write itself was amazing and heartfelt and i thought it was very good. keep up the good work ryan! I can tell this came from the heart.
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