Frank F. Atanacio Poet Dramatic Verse

A Ripple of Some Emotion

She received a belligerent and suspicious stare,
from the dark demon of hatred and fear,
the dark demon was once an Angel,
he had no wings,
sharp shoulders hunched,
and sharp teeth that stings,
a ripple of some emotion
washed over her face,
she sensed the demon’s motion,
but she wasn’t afraid and there wasn’t a trace
the demon stirred, purred, almost like a cat,
face deep,  dark, and looked like a bat,
her strange light colored eyes
flickered, sparked,
when the demon released the flies,
from the stench his body gave out,
she turned her head,
but nothing was said,
the dark demon just fell to the ground,
not breathing, completely dead.

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Laurie Ginn February 5, 2009 at 6:22 PM No demon like a dead demon, I always say. You can trace back all negative emotions to fear, every one of them. Great job Frank. Laurie

Donna Golden January 30, 2009 at 3:16 PM Wow, Frank...this is amazing! Such fantastic life you breathe into these words...I can feel it. I also like the mystery you add....what is that emotion? Love? Strength? Hmmm....much to think about. Great write. Donna G.