Don't go out, not out of sight. Not on a midnight.

A little poem about a young girl called Katherine.

Don’t go out,

Not out of sight.

Not on a midnight.

 

Katherine.

Katherine was her name.

Beautiful she was,

And oh how that beauty caused pain.

 

She was eighteen summers old,

Beautiful Katherine,

And oh how was she bold,

Sneaking out on a midnight,

Sneaking out into the cold.

 

She wandered deep into the woods,

Beautiful Katherine,

Searching for green goods.

She met three men,

And oh how they were wearing black hoods.

 

Don’t go out,

Not out of sight.

Not on a midnight.

 

Four moons later,

Beautiful Katherine was found,

Found in a hole,

Deep in the dark ground,

And oh how she was bound.

 

Beautiful she was,

Katherine.

But something was at loss.

Her beautiful eyes,

Oh so replaced by moss.

 

Don’t go out,

Not out of sight.

Not on a midnight.

Reviews

[Westminster Abbey]

Wow, this is really good! The way the words flow remind me of Edgar Allen Poe

[Amanda J. S.]

I don't know who he is... I hope he is good :-)

[Westminster Abbey]

He is, like, the most famous poet ever! He wrote The Raven

[Amanda J. S.]

I am not very known with poetry... I wrote my first one last Friday... :-)

[Westminster Abbey]

Well, you are amazing for a beginer!

[Amanda J. S.]

thanks :-)

[Siegfried]

I like it...well-rhymed, nice rhythm...excellent..!

'her beautiful eyes, replaced by moss'...incredible.

[Amanda J. S.]

Thank you so much! :-)

[Siegfried]

welcome..

[Patrick]

I was really into this until the 7th verse where the desire to rhyme loss with moss didn't quite go with me. With that said it is an excellent piece...very different and refreshing :)

[Amanda J. S.]

Thank you :-)

[Ufi Auttorri ~ Amy C. T..]

I think... it is captivating, lilting, and whimsical. It has a subtle sense of dread that lies just below the surface, creeping upward, slowly... until the very end; at which point I am aghast at the fate of poor Katherine! One of Katherine's siblings, perhaps a sister or brother should discover her thus and vow a horrible revenge upon those hooded ones. It could be an epic poem, "The Revenge of Katherine the Mossy Eyed" (or whatever). You're on a roll... keep up the operational tempo O student of the Order of the Silver Quill!

[Amanda J. S.]

Thank you! I'll consider that :-)

[Steven Cash]

I think it's great. Sounds almost like an Urban Legend

[Amanda J. S.]

Haha! I'm glad you liked it :-)

[Steven Cash]

:) my smile has no nose

[Amanda J. S.]

lol, okay :-)

[afra]

i think its awesome

[Amanda J. S.]

Thank you!

[Domo]

My favorite part of reading poetry is seeing what rhythm and rhyme scheme the writer chooses to you. I've never seen this format before, but oh so appreciate it heavily. Dark poetry is the root of sanity, it's simply what drives us to see the bad in life, and have us learn a lesson without experiencing it in full view. With the little, but heavily hinted imagery in this piece, you make the reader wish that the poem was longer, but not out of disappointment, but out of wonder, because things like this could go so much further than what is hinted, and because of that, I see this poem as successful and proper. Congrats on the great piece.

[Amanda J. S.]

Thank you so, so much for that wonderful review!

[Dr. Wood ?]

creepy font for a creepy story...I don't think you need the words was she.....and oh how was she bold..reads better and scans better as And Oh how bold..just a thought

[Amanda J. S.]

I'll remember that to the next time :-)
Thanks for reading it!

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Hauntingly beautiful! It reminds of the sotry of Susan LeGrow from My Zodiac thingy. She was found bound in ropes. BEAUTIFULLY DISTURBING! :D :D :D....if that's possible. :P

[Amanda J. S.]

I'm so glad you liked it! :-D

[linear]

Startling...........painful.................well written........but distressing, your english is good...........I would never allow my daughters out, not at midnight for who knows what dark secret awaits the unwary.... :O)

[Amanda J. S.]

Glad you liked it! :-)