It rose from the deep;

my soul to keep. 


Monstrous, black, raging beast

held and tentatively kept

within the mind at least,

where calmly awhile it slept. 


Rocked by bubbling brainwaves,

it undulated, slithering lazily.

Imprisoned by synaptic graves,

so stealthily, so silently.


Until roughly, crudely shaken

from its deepest slumber .

rose this grim leviathan.

and took the mind by thunder.


It took my gentle soul;

encased in velvet black

and left the ungainly troll

whose mouth hangs slack.


About iread1966

Avid reader, published author, artist and pug breeder. Found out I could actually paint and write late in life, but whoopee now that I have found it I'm not letting go. Join the rollercoaster ride of creativity.

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