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	A Poet In Mind - By Dale Luck Some poems by moi, and different kinds of poems (haikus, etc.)


POEM 22 - Golden Feather One night of dark, I could hear no bark, From the vicious dog of the next door neighbour, An old man with the strange nickname Saber, I sat and read my book, one from the library I took, It was a book of dreams, nightmares, scenes, A book of ghosts, ghouls, and wiccan teens, I was deep into the book as the tree outside shook, And in flew a golden feather through the open window. I watched as more fell, from which that I could not tell, I imagined a thing of beauty, an angelic golden bird, Which then I thought, was definitely most absurd, "What kind of bird from the sky, can drop such feathers that here lie?" At that I went bed, to later be woken by which could not be said, Then I remembered what the feather could be, and stood up from my bed, I screamed as I began to wither and die, And watched as a small, beautiful, golden bird left, And remembered the feathers - a sure sign of death. I like the rhyming in these. I think I copied the rhymes patterns from Edgar Allan Poe's poems, I don't know. Wrote on Saturday 17th June 2006. DaleLuck1313 · Sat Nov 18, 2006 @ 03:33pm · 0 Comments


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