A Zombie's Note

A note left on the door of a snowed in shack...

Froze in a squalid abode
My body is solid cold

I could not find solace
In that winter solstice

I hate my life, I dread
I am back from the dead

Wandering....wondering....

Reviews

[Robot House]

It's most interesting to think of this poem not actually being about a zombie at all, but a survivor.

[Glen Yumang Manese]

Solid lines in a short narrative of a verse...yet the feel is there within each line...the rhyme and the pattern which you put forth also adds merit...in the scheme of this write...the intent is felt as the reader is taken in the moment...

[Mescaline Butterfly]

Ya Upon writing this, I realized that my word choices added to the effect - specifically the harsh sound in consonants and short, curt verses. Thanks for sharing your feedback.

[Glen Yumang Manese]

You're welcome...