A wolf in sheep's clothing

by moon face   Sep 11, 2014


I am song unsung
I am child unmothered
I beg of you
will you play with me?
In those curly dusty corners
of your mind
I lurk, I wait
brushing backside
slamming glass
behind your eyes
I beg of you
Come you play with me
I am river deep
running closer than your veins
carrying richer than king's blood
I am not the face beneath the mask
but the flesh beneath the skin
I ask of you
Play with me
When the black sky coat
covers all to sleep
and come the dawn and we shall see
you rise unshaken and ponder free
For it is I
It is I who wears the sheep
And hides amidst the flock

A poem about our other side which comes out for a little playtime when we are alone.

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  • 10 years ago

    by earlgreytea

    I agree with Adreamer 100%

  • 10 years ago

    by BlueJay

    I am really glad that this piece got nominated. It is unique and minus some grammar issues it is really, really good. I like that it was written about one thing but can be taken so many different ways and each one is personal to each reader. great job :)

    • 10 years ago

      by moon face

      Thank you so much for your comment. You encourage me to keep writing and writing. I'm glad that you think of it in a pleomorphic way, I have been struggling to send this message through the lines. Although, I'm inclined to ask what are the grammatical mistakes present, and how do I know that my poem got nominated?
      Thank you again.

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