There is water under the mountains,
A stream hidden in the dark.
Misty or perhaps scorchingly dry
But there lives a stream.
There is a fossil under the mountains,
A long time ago, since when?
Hidden or sealed until eternity
But there lives someone’s ancestor.
There is gold under the mountains,
Too deep to find, too dark to explore.
Its value nobody to assess
But there lives a precious stone.
There is a community under the mountains,
Forgotten or never found.
Mysterious and veiled by our great
Trigonic stature, whose bed shifts
Not one bit, as they say.
But there is too much under the mountains,
Too mystical or too dull.
The hidden side is too poor to be left
Under the mountains.
Categories:
scorchingly, appreciation, beauty, deep, earth,
Form: Free verse
Freezing sweat trickled down my back, soaking me as I fled
It felt like the hounds of hell were catching up to me.
Quivering with terror I raced through the undergrowth
I could feel their breath both scorchingly hot yet icy cold.
All around me grusome things lurked that clutched me
nomentally breaking my stride slowing down my flight.
The graze of a fang sent panic rushing through my body
and I could feel the infection spreading rapidly.
My blood was turning icy cold as the virus took hold
Tufts of fur appearing from my ears and nostrils.
I stumbled onwards making for the druid settlement
It felt like the gates of hell were open pulling me down.
With a last surge I broke through to what? Heaven or hell?
Halloween Scare contest
10/15/2017
Categories:
scorchingly, halloween,
Form: Verse
Walking around n round
Walking around with a no story
I just walk around
I dont know why i walk around.
Kept on moving ,moving
I dont know why i am moving
Sometimes this lane
Sometimes that lane
i just kept on walking
There was a thunder on my knees
And the eyes were scorchingly filled with red
Than also i walk around n round and round
I dont know why i walk around n round
If i had to stop one day
Than why i am walking around and round and round.
Categories:
scorchingly, addiction, confusion, crazy, depression,
Form: Dramatic Monologue
the kinetic energy that is required
to lift 2 tons over your head is quite astounding
so when it happened the other night,
let's just say that i was more than a little suprised
unforntunately
there wasn't anyone else around
to witness my herculean feat
well, at least not anyone
i would say that could possibly comprehend
the gravity of the matter
so, afterwards
i simply went home and ate half a chicken
and a entire pumpkin pie
(plus tub 'o cool whip)
the kinetic energy required to digest
such a henry VIII meal
made me quite sleepy and content
so upon taking a prescribed mental note
of the day
i traveled via dream dimension
to the house of my beloved
who is searingly ethereal
as well as scorchingly delicious...
and from this,
new forms of kinetic energy
yearn for heavy fruition
as her lovely, writhing body
comes to mind
Categories:
scorchingly, education, family, food,
Form: Free verse