Jake Harris


Banshee - Poem by Jake Harris

Silence sleeps on the wings of despair
A fire, alight in her soul.
Brought on the winds of the chill night air
Hells angel taking her toll.

Starlight glimmers on her gossamer gown
A golden belt caressed her hips.
A shrieking howl, the devils own sound
Burst like a hurricane from her lips

Herald of the fallen, a promiscuous unlife
The seed of evil sown upon her breath.
The banshee Queen causing trouble and strife
Leaves all in her wake clutched within the dark embrace of death.....


Comments about Banshee by Jake Harris

  • Rookie Patrick McFarland (2/3/2008 2:43:00 AM)

    Great poem. Banshee's everywhere will be pleased. I give it a 10. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, February 1, 2008



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