![]() In The WellA Poem by The Poet of Black Wings
There is…
Something, In the well. Looking back Up at me. I can only see The eyes. They're like Two pieces of silver, Shining in the dark. I can hear Faint noises From below. Between the ripples In the water, Little whispers Pipe up. Hushed tones, Calling me. Come down. © 2016 The Poet of Black Wings |
Author![]() The Poet of Black WingsAbouti hope my poems, among other writings, will speak for me. Edit - Full disclosure, if you ask me to read something, I will, and I'll be brutally honest about what I think about it. So, be ready for .. more..Writing
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