Paige’s Poem

I am scared of  crickets and locust,

Like a portly cat is horror struck by the smelly impatient dog,

Like gorgeous pure petals terrified of children’s murderous hands,

Like a crisp piece of paper alarmed by the destructive pot of pitch black ink,

Like a miniature spider is apprehensive about crystal clear water,

Like glimmering ice is afraid of the mocking sun,

I am scared of crickets and locust.


3 Comments

  1. Maraki December 11, 2013 4:09 pm  Reply

    I like your vocabulary Paige

  2. Michelle brown December 11, 2013 4:38 pm  Reply

    Very interesting poem very good we’ll done very proud of you keep up the good work xxxxxxx

  3. morgan December 11, 2013 7:00 pm  Reply

    Great poem Paige keep up the good work.

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