Beast. Poem by Tom Allport

Beast.

Rating: 5.0


In the cold depths of winter
With no food about
Better heed the warning
Best keep out
For the beast of Storeton
Would lie in wait
Young or old
You'll soon know your fate
As it hides in the snow
Ready to pounce
It'll drink your blood
To the very last ounce.

Thursday, September 27, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: horror
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Kumarmani Mahakul 27 September 2018

When there is no food this provokes thought. This is better to have the depths of cold rather than to have no food. This horror poem is very thought provoking and amazingly penned...10

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