Stalena Waterman

Rookie - 30 Points (September 22)

The House On Mountain Peek - Poem by Stalena Waterman

The people in the walls
they are no more.
The people in the walls
are all guts and gore.

The blood drips down
ceiling to floor.
The secrets of this town
will be nevermore.

The floor boards creek
the cupboards rattle.
Inside the house on the mountain peek
where the dead fought a mighty battle.

Topic(s) of this poem: deaths

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, July 29, 2014

Poem Edited: Thursday, August 14, 2014

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