(A little light relief)
Whilst lying in my bed awake
I saw an awesome sight
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flights of imagination, i once thouht i could see a ghouls face in the woodgrain of my wardrobe door, crazy stuff, nice one val.
Funny the specters we see in the night as children. I had a similiar dream once, but soon found out it was my crew come throttle me. Good thing Pirate Girl was there to save me. Very good poem. Well timed and rhymed.
Oh, I loved this one Val, just wonderful, I had a good chuckle at the end.
Brilliant. We have similar traits to our writing. I could feel the tension building as I crept slowly through each line. Very well written.
Valerie, I love this it is terrific. Edward Lear would definitely have approved. Too many serious poems, a few well written light ones are very welcome.
Ha, I love this..have been haunted many a night by just such discarded clothing..bravo!
Lovely! I like the way the poem creates some intrigue and suspense, an expectation of something spectral. The last line effectively clinches the whole story with a twist. Excellent!
hhhha! mam! it shows power of creating 'suspence of disbelief' of the poetess " was just my dressing gown." - very funny and i enjoyed reading it.