Tuesday, November 1, 2011

Fear by Georgia


Fear is shadowy grey.
It leaves a sour metallic taste on the end of your tongue,
It smells of old vinegar.
Fear looks like a ghost at the end of your bed,
With creaking thumps down the hallway.
Fear is hiding in my closet.
By Georgia.

1 comment:

  1. MaheleMonday, November 14, 2011

    Hey Georgia,
    i looked at your scary photo it freaked me out at first but let's just say it's not real.You described your fear poem really awesomely.The thing i liked most about your poem is that it made me freaked.

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