Dungeon.....(Of The Mind) ... Poem by Annette Aitken

i could NOT wait for your 'call'. yes, i am hasty i suppose. putting into May showcase asap (almost ASAP, but not quite so fast) . bri ;) Thanks.

spikes......creep no s needed; easy mistake to make and overlook. but i REALLY like [love, actually] the stanza otherwise. loving the poem so far. will resting conscience, ever...... i say that the comma is not needed, BUT it does seem to serve a 'good' purpose here. i enjoyed the snatches of rhyming. the extended title was a clue to the ending, but Bri likes to think in terms of REAL dungeons..... [i had one put in our house here; only 3 prisoners at this time; i caught one putting a parking ticket on our car one night]....so, , , , the ending, cleverly separated from preceding lines, caught me by SURPRISE! a great poem. However, i'm sorry your mind is like that. : ( : ( i thought the only thing i did not understand was your Poet's Note. do i have to be British? to MyPoemList for sure and to May's showcase IF you don't object. call me! hee-hee. bri :) this might have been scary for me, EXCEPT for the fact i am so used to our dungeon by now. every week i have to drag out the corpses, UNLESS the living prisoners (or rats) have gotten to them before i make my visit. a few bones i can carry out quite easily! bri :)

Reading this gave me the shivers {{{{{ shiver }}}}. Your images in this were on point.and building the frightening environment of a dungeon with every line 10

Perfectly chilling. I could feel the cold, familiar chill grip me as I read further, knowing too well these dark places. Brilliant writing, Annette.

Wow, your poetry keeps growing with every poem