The Daily Poetry Club

4 Poems

1. Tristan says:

   December 21, 2009 at 1:05 pm

   Stony flying buttresses support
   the walls and invisible ceiling
   of this great Gothic cathedral.
   Shadows of the roughly hewn gargoyles
   —angelic monsters—
   crouch mutely, biding their time,
   preying on the unpenitent.
   Stained class clouds
   filter the moonlight
   casting a grayscale kaleidoscope
   over everyone that worships
   in this holy place.

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2. Ashlee says:

   December 21, 2009 at 11:44 pm

   They’re hiding in the corners,
   Lurking under the stairs.
   They think that if they’re sneaky
   They’ll catch me unawares.

   But I’m the bravest monster fighter
   That you ever did see.
   And although they’re big and terrifying
   I won’t let them scare me!

   They think they’re oh-so-clever
   But I’ve doffed my childish fears
   That grew quite unwittingly
   Through all my childish years

   So now, since I am braver
   Than I was when I was smaller,
   I’ll fight them off audaciously
   Though, truth is, I’m not much taller.

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3. Russell says:

   December 22, 2009 at 12:01 am

   I Live With Five of Them

   For some reason
   I keep forgetting
   that they are still out there.

   They scare me once
   and then later again
   jumping ot of everywhere.

   From behind doors
   from around cornes,
   once they came out of my closet.

   One of these days
   they may stop my heart,
   Spencer says scaring makes it stronger.

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4. Angela says:

   December 22, 2009 at 12:55 am

   inside me
   there is
   a monster
   that wishes to
   snap
   and not be sorry
   clap and laugh
   at all the sad parts
   of your story
   I won’t deny
   my wont to curse
   and
   my will to burst
   you’ll wish
   you never crossed my path
   once I unleash my wrath.

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