Procella

Just a poem I put together for a compatition that I'm now not going to enter but thought you might like it. I suggest you look up what Procella means in Latin.

A creature

A monster of the darkest sorts

Mouth wreaking of dampness

Clinging to my skin, threatening

Claws extending, ready for the pounce

Static silence

No breath

Eyes searching uneding night

Quivering

Then a growl, long, low

Talens flashing in invisable light

Stalking my fear

the thunderous roar quickens my heart

Her blazing claws wrip throught the fabric of sky

Exposing the white world beyond ours for an instant

Blood pours from the wounded heavens

Splashing to my uplifted face

Instantly she strikes at the world again

Momenteraly illuminated by the life beyond

A monster of darkest sorts

A creature

Procella is her name

Reviews

[R J Askew]

Hi Lady T...I enjoyed this cos of the strong gothic sinister feel to it. I can't remember you trying this before, but i hope you do more as i enjoyed it.

[Captain Blackheart (The..]

I liked this piece and yes I did go check up what Procella means in latin :)
A great piece and wonderfully witten, a great name - Proccalla!