Lycia Harding Poet Quatrain

Stalker

Peering at her as she sleeps,
nearing tiers of the devout,
smearing pleas on the glass as he peeps,
impotent, from the grass. He's about
to unfold the silk memoir he keeps,
and lovingly smooth it out.

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Viv Wigley July 15, 2015 at 10:31 PM Suitably creepy, what a great write. Well done, Lycia. Viv x Lycia Harding July 15, 2015 at 11:37 PM Thank you Viv, I wrote it in your honor. heh heh. xoxo

Poet Destroyer A July 15, 2015 at 1:42 AM Lycia, Congrats on your win. Always & Forever ~LINDA~ Lycia Harding July 15, 2015 at 1:38 PM Thank you, PD and congrats on your recent win(s) as well. Check your comments! xoxo

Skat A July 14, 2015 at 12:08 AM Lycia, Congratulations on your sweet win. Love SKAT Lycia Harding July 14, 2015 at 2:34 AM Sweet! Thank you, SKAT. xoxo

Jan Allison July 13, 2015 at 12:34 PM Great twist Lycia congrats on your win:-) hugs jan Lycia Harding July 13, 2015 at 3:06 PM Thank you, Jan. Congrats on your recent win(s) as well. Check your comments! xoxo

Casarah Nance July 13, 2015 at 8:45 AM That is twisted, and I liked it, grats on your win ;) Lycia Harding July 13, 2015 at 3:05 PM Haha! Everybody likes a little 'twist' once in a while! Thank you, Casarah. xoxo