The Claws Come Out

Amazing! When we write, each one of our poems holds a piece of our souls and when that poem is stolen, a piece of our soul goes with it. It is as if this thief is trespassing on our innermost thoughts and feelings. You expressed that wonderfully in your poem. I loved the fast pace in the beginning with the buildup and it came to a halt with the word "soul." It allows the reader to stop and try to catch their breath and then continue with the piece. I loved that you didn't write cat and used "feline" instead; sounds so much better and much more creative. There was some lovely alliteration with "demonic dungeon," "scratch, stolen, soul," and your title; that really added a nice touch to the overall poem. I could feel the resentment you felt for you wove it into your words flawlessly. This was wonderfully crafted.

You know this is quite a dark poem and I think it is wonderful!!!

I especially liked the second stanza - it spoke to me.

Awesome poem hun

x

You know, I just love this one.
I had to come read it again. It's different to your style and i also like it.

Excellent, stolen words, ...Yes indeed

Dark indeed. I feel the power in those lines really well.