The AbodeA Poem by Judy PoncebyFor Creative PoetryCreeping about in the shadows a ghastly and repugnant creature haunts the corners in sinister deception. Less than transparent panes give an ominous feel to this seemingly abandoned shell. Many a child has paused, fear seizing them like cold fingers around their throats, only then to run, to run home to their warm sanctuary from all things evil. Avoiding, through extrasensory knowledge, the creature invoking the dread in their innocent hearts.
© 2011 Judy PoncebyAuthor's Note
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3 Reviews Added on October 8, 2011 Last Updated on October 9, 2011 AuthorJudy PoncebySwanton, OHAboutI am me. Living life. Learning love. And laughing. A poem begins in delight and ends in wisdom. – Robert Frost more..Writing
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