Saint Eule

Rookie - 10 Points (10/30/1955 / Shamokin, Pa)

Where The Goblins Roam - Poem by Saint Eule

Where do the goblins roam?
Anywhere they can find a home.

While on a journey in the spiritual abyss,
I came across one such as this.

An ancient being on a leisurely stroll,
Why did our paths cross in the heavenly knoll?

The ancient one shrieked in a dialect unknown,
Surprise in the voice was revealed in the tone.

Then realizing how scared it must be,
I was the intruder the goblin was me.

Reality to you may be a dream to
another.
Be quiet when you roam and stay
undercover.


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  • (4/13/2012 4:07:00 PM)


    Really love this, a really great poem. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, April 13, 2012



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