In The Well

In The Well

A Poem by The Poet of Black Wings

There is…
Something,
In the well.
Looking back
Up at me.

I can only see
The eyes.
They're like
Two pieces of silver,
Shining in the dark.

I can hear
Faint noises
From below.
Between the ripples
In the water,
Little whispers
Pipe up.
Hushed tones,
Calling me.
Come down.

© 2016 The Poet of Black Wings


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Added on June 29, 2016
Last Updated on June 29, 2016
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The Poet of Black Wings
The Poet of Black Wings

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i hope my poems, among other writings, will speak for me. Edit - Full disclosure, if you ask me to read something, I will, and I'll be brutally honest about what I think about it. So, be ready for .. more..

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