The Voyaging Storyteller

I write poems the best when the words ring true with emotion, so when I had an emotionally traumatizing experience recently, I decided to write a poem about it. Traumatizing may or may not be too strong of a word, but being dramatic is the tell-tale sign of a budding poet, which I consider myself to be.

It slinks

With blackest ink

Over lands of snow.

~0oOo0~

It stains

With jagged grains

And never slows.

~0oOo0~

It spreads

The darkest dread

That only grows.

~0oOo0~

It creeps

From the deeps

Of blackest woe.

~0oOo0~

…

…

~0oOo0~

It’s a bug

In my tub

And it has to go.

*splat*