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Hammer Horror
The picture flickered
deathly grey
Grandiose the music
spouting hard sounds
softening to lull the senses
into thinking.. It'll be ok
It's not so bad.
As a child,
I knew this was the case,
but still.. I held the cushion
shield for my eyes;
My father, knight,
With his protective arm,
As the undead creatures of the night
would arise and create horror for the
viewing masses.
deathly grey
Grandiose the music
spouting hard sounds
softening to lull the senses
into thinking.. It'll be ok
It's not so bad.
As a child,
I knew this was the case,
but still.. I held the cushion
shield for my eyes;
My father, knight,
With his protective arm,
As the undead creatures of the night
would arise and create horror for the
viewing masses.
Published 8th Jan 2013
| Edited 1st Jun 2016
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9th Jan 2013 10:56am
I like this poem it paints a vey vivd image of a knight and protecting his young page.
9th Jan 2013 11:03am
