Mr. Gate Gaurdian

It was singing in my head...

 

There’s something here

There’s something there

It lurks

In murk

And creepy lairs

 

It found my home

And took my heart

So I have this hole

Within its park

 

My heart’s a park

With lots of swings

A few slides

And playful things

 

I like to glide down this one string

I like to spin on this whirl-ma-gig

 

I can’t.

I shan’t.

The monster came.

He took my heart.

He stopped my game

 

That creepy.

Icky.

Scary thing.

Has robbed my fun.

And pinned my �"

 

Uh oh. He’s here.

Author's Note

He's not that bad.

Reviews

[Dietrich von Crowe]

This has a lovely metre and phrasing. But it seems to be obstructed in a few spots. I personally think you should say "So I've this hole" rather than "So I have this hole." It maintains the metre. And then "a few slides," - you should put a one word adjective describing the slides, one for imagery, and two for metre.

[Kevin Holloway]

I love this... It could be a humorous poem or playfully serious; either way it's awesome! =]

[Mobius]

My heart, my heart. I draw its shutters. That monster thing looks like my brutter....Only lidding! I really liked that poem. I never thought of the heart as a playground before. Very imaginative! The top five lines really sucked me in.