Black Water Caves

i hear a baby cry noones there . its basically a horor kind of poem but not by much it's dark and cold hope you have fun reading it

            BLACK WATERS CAVES!

 

   I hear a baby crying,

I look around there is no sign of a baby.

As I look more and more,

I hear a whisper of a cry,

I go further,

Still nothing,

I hear it again,

But this time I hear a scream,

I turn around and out pop's a huge black figure,

It was a sprit,

A very dusk full sprit,

That wasn’t happy at all.

It still hunt's until this day.

So good luck.

Never go to the black water caves.

 

 

     The End,

 

  BY: JENNIFER LITTLE

 

Author's Note

tell me what you think
i think this is a very cool poem and intelagent
what do you think ......

i fixed the grammer and spelling erors

Reviews

[M. J. Smith]

Never go anywhere without your rosary! Evil lurks everywhere. Nice trip to the dark side.

[Marie]

I certainly won't ever go to the black water caves....

[misscb]

Very interesting use of words... Well done!!!

[Sophie]

I like it, maybe not the best of yours and a few spelling issues: *spurt, *whisper, *pops, *huge, (does duskfull mean dark?), *wasn't, *hunts, and intelligent.
Other than spelling and grammar, I liked it!