Array ( [sid] => 184846 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Howl [time] => 2018-02-05 19:45:31 [hometext] => [bodytext] => I perked my ear
so I may hear
the whispers that
still linger here;
the shadows lurking,
drawing near;
choking
as my ghosts appear.
I turn and rear,
focus my eyes,
detecting stalkers
in disguise.
suppressing fear
for demon spies;
open my throat,
let my voice rise.
My battle cries!!
My piercing growl;
shaking bones
of creatures fowl,
reeking fear
behind their cowl;
the shadows fleeing
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Howl
Date: Monday, 5th February 2018 @ 07:45:31 PM AEST
Topic: Sad Poetry

Contributed By: nightwolf
I perked my ear
so I may hear
the whispers that
still linger here;
the shadows lurking,
drawing near;
choking
as my ghosts appear.
I turn and rear,
focus my eyes,
detecting stalkers
in disguise.
suppressing fear
for demon spies;
open my throat,
let my voice rise.
My battle cries!!
My piercing growl;
shaking bones
of creatures fowl,
reeking fear
behind their cowl;
the shadows fleeing
from my howl.

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