You are viewing a single comment's thread from:RE: Lets try something new - Stories and rhymes for the win. 10 SBD+ to win.View the full contextstitchybitch (61)in #contest • 7 years ago In these quiet hours that tick away, that slide and slip with clockwork's grace...
...unable to sleep, I toss and I turn. The silence surrounds me and leaves me concerned....
Touch of grey steals across feather light lace.
Come here in a whisper, don't make this a waste
Far off in the dark shadows of the room stands a tall man only lit by the moon.
As the room was dark, navigating no walk in the park.
Instead the bed was askance, feet lifting to prance.
The tall man began to come near.
I'm horrified to see he carries a spear!
"What is he doing" I said as my heart raced. For I did not know the danger I faced.
Broken here, whoops!