Silvry silhouetted shadows
In the dark winters night
Makes trees
Become ghostly terors.
Of fear witin one's soul.
for
Thier entertwined branches
Seem to encapture you
Like a spider's spun web of silk
Waiting to captures it's prey.
They are stalkers of the night
And you become chained to their prison...
A cell with walls of horror.
Author notes
Words used" Winters, shadows. moon, trees
With these words I tried to convet an eerie playground where your cell is created by your own fears of the moons shadows among the trees. I dont know if I achieved this or not
A contest entry
- Ten words for you by Neha Sharma.
700 points, ended December 22, 2008, 18 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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nice one... thanks for the entry. Good luck
-Neha
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Good Job
i like this on it is very creative and cool in the way you used the words like an errie poem i like it great job keep up the good work keep it up keep on going stay true stay sic and peace out -
a great poem full of brilliant imagery good luck inthe contest
maralisa
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