by Nicko   Sep 27, 2011

Tongues of fire lick
air in a dimly lit room
dusting the walls with amber light,
defiant of the clawing night,
the windows slick and clouding up with gloom.

Shadows shapeshift in manners most foreboding
shattering to a thousand shards"
"Abby wabby fabby slighly scabby!"
says the voice waggling from the shadows.
A mouth like an oven gleams, tongues like tongs,
grins in the gloaming.

Fire shudders off scales in waves

This is a club colab... not my work other than 2 lines


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  • 8 years ago

    by Yakori bint Muhammed

    This is lovely and vividly painted in one. It make one feel of the eerieness at that moment of eventual sum of events. Quiet petrifying but beautifully detailled and crafted. With just the 4 pieces of your poems that I read. Your creativity knows no bounds. And I am sure I'll be a regualr reader of your ouevres.

    Very unique and engaging as usual. I enjoyed this though can't depict what was the source of inspiration behind it. I really enjoyed the short ride while feasting on it.
    Superb work! My respects..

  • 9 years ago

    by Narphangu

    LMAO. Win.

  • 9 years ago

    by silvershoes

    YES. I just came across this poem and the comments. I've been missing out.

  • 9 years ago

    by Britt

    Knowing you guys the way I do, it started out serious, Abby got antsy, and then everyone became inactive and that's why it ended the way it did ;) Hahaha, this was hilarious.

  • 9 years ago

    by Saerelune

    A very intense prelude you've got there, very nicely done. It has this eerie feeling to it, the kind of feeling a kid must have when he's home alone while it's dark outside. He walks up the creaking stairs, into the darkness, prepared for something unknown looming up. He notices something rustling beneath his bed, he's afraid but also brave ... so he looks underneath his bed and realises ...

    it's some stupid mouse.

    The mouse of this poem is
    "Abby wabby fabby slighly scabby!"
    ^ But then much more hilarious, lol.

    I think that's very mean of you guys to write that because my eyes were glued to the screen before that happened. =p

    After that, though, I really enjoyed your imagination. I don't very often see such a clever mix of body parts and objects. The gleaming oven somehow reminds me of halloween. I was a bit disappointed with its ending, though, since the poem seems unfinished to me. Perhaps it needs a more definite ending line? Just a thought.

    Either way, I liked the poem.

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