The Talisman

A creepy poem.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The Talisman Ride

The Talisman rides by my side

My life is over there’s nowhere I can hide

The lone crow does a fly by as we ride

A dead manatee has washed on Beachside

Only moments until I’m not alive

His sharp knife is pressed

Deep into my hide

How did I get here, what rules did I not Abide

I want life to continue, I cannot lie

What did I do wrong what was my crime

All I did was to enjoy my life

Why was his madness generated when I smiled

Now it’s time for my life to subside

With my blood draining I’m barely alive

Reviews

[Dark Empress]

Ooo....creepy. Gotta love the scary. :)

[floarealbastra10]

great poem, spooky

[JanieB]

Good job.. a little scary though..

[Norma M Sutton]

This is haunting.

[Goodbye]

This is great - I can feel the angst at a life almost over, the fear, the questioning...

Excellent work, my friend!

[M Garcia]

Wonderful imagery. I can see the scene so clearly in my head. Thanks for sharing this.

[sarah]

whoa scary!!

[Wondering Mind]

I wonder which part of the hide is blunt..not that this was the only thing which caught my attention. The poem deserves much more than my usual. Well done.