Justin Gildow

Veteran Poet - 1,329 Points (3-26-81 / Washington, PA)

In The Dungeon - Poem by Justin Gildow

In the dungeon
Spiked traps fall in intervals from above
Poison also drips from above
Chains and dead prisoner's bones rattle
Dirty and diseased water in these foundations
runs along
Swords and sharp objects fall from above as
I walk into their range
Into their sights and their path
Stone bridges fall apart or disappear as I run
and jump across
Skeletons and skulls pile up in the background
Making not at all a sound
While bricks in the wall are rotten and moldy
Coffins are old and almost worn

Making my way past them is a challenge
in the least
But surviving them all
And moving toward the east
There's satisfaction in it all

Comments about In The Dungeon by Justin Gildow

  • Bri Edwards (4/29/2017 4:54:00 PM)

    Chains and dead prisoner's bones rattle
    throughout...............maybe you want prisoners'?

    i was negotiating the purchase of a nice dungeon to move into with my wife and kids.

    but, after reading this, i have decided on an apartment.

    bri ;)

    sounds a bit threatening; i'm glad you met the challenge and lived to tell of it!

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  • (5/13/2011 11:42:00 PM)

    i was buried in the dungeon but i survived as well.
    i will never return to the horror of the dungeon.
    vivid descriptive writing
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Poem Submitted: Friday, May 13, 2011

Poem Edited: Saturday, May 14, 2011

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