It looms foreboding
Forms pictures in my mind
Shapes of objects
Never imagined
Dinosaurs I've seen
Rhinoceros with horns
Threatened I feel
Curves and shapes
A pattern they make
Sultry whispers
In my ears do tingle
Imaginary taps
On my back
I scream!
Barking dogs like roaring lions
My silent screams
Soon fade into dreams.
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The Feel Of Poetry #Wattys2017
Poézia#28 in poetry. I love reading poetry just as I enjoy writing poems. It was always my desire to write poetry but just didn't get down to it. Now that I have a bit of time on hand I have decided to compile a book of all my poems. HOPE YOU ENJOY !!!
