Friday, April 11, 2008

Poetry Friday - Shadows

Although this poem doesn't have a particular Spring feel to it (unlike the weather outside - finally - yay!), it is an original written by my 11-year-old daughter (known here as Pippi) and I loved it - so I'm sharing it.

I am What Lurks
by K.R.M.

I am what lurks
in the shadows
on a gloomy

I take
pleasure in

I am what lurks
under your bed
at night
"no monsters"
they say.
I'm invisible to them.

I am what lurks
in the dark
attics at

I come and go
as I please.

I am what lurks
in old forgotten
at night.

I do as I wish.
I do as I want.

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Karen E. said...

Oooh, spooky, Pippi! Very nice!

TadMack said...

Wow, do I love the insouciance of this monster! I wish I could do what I wished and wanted!

Anne K said...

Scary, but loved it!

Cloudscome said...

What a clear strong voice she has! Bravo!