Liz Sherman
She's a pyrokinetic human woman
Her hallowed name was Liz Sherman
She's a fire starter, born in Kansas City
She learned her self-control from a monk society
Horrible visions plagued her dreams
Filled with wild ghosts and course screams
For, the guilt of her past haunted her memory
Like a shadow shrouded in baffling mystery
But her flickering flame of affection
Sparked great love in a soul with no emotion
The pyrokinetic woman found a heart like her own
To be with her in dusk and dawn
April 6, 2023
The Women Of Hellboy Poetry Contest (4th)
Sponsored By: Robert James Liguori
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a
Premium Membership.
