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Poetry By: Philip Roberts

A horror poem with tanka verses.

Submitted:Feb 9, 2011    Reads: 156    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   

Late one lonely night
Unsuspecting innocents,
Stroll the baneful streets
Blind to malignant evil,
Death creeping ever closer.

Midnight callers creep
Through a dark, lonely bedroom,
Unwary sleepers
Wake to discover horrors,
Moving slowly toward them.

Night evil beckons
Tall, hooded strangers shamble
Through dark, lonely streets;
Unsuspecting strangers wait
As death creeps ever nearer.

Evil children prowl
Through the
midnight alleyways
Darkness is their home;
Unsuspecting adults walk,
Up to the deadly urchins.

The odour of death
Wafting along in the breeze,
Predators stalking
Through the moonlight, waiting for
Unsuspecting passers-by.

Midnight breezes howling
Sound like unseen carnivores,
Nervous people hide
From unseen dangers without,
Blind that danger lurks within.

© Copyright 2011
Philip Roberts,
Melbourne, Australia


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