There’s a man that appears in my dreams.
His dark robe billows out; he screams.
The blood-curdling screech echoes
With his murder of crows.
I fear the host
But foremost
His breath…
Death.
Dark-Robed Man
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Very nice!
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Thanks, Amy! 😍
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Perfect for Halloweeny time! Dreaming of Death. So scary. Well done!
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Thanks!! I set out to do a nonet with a rhyming scheme for shits and giggles. Lol the dreaming of death just kind of happened after that.
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Ooh, how wonderfully dark! I especially love the image of him screaming; it adds a banshee-ish vibe that distinguishes your nightmare man from the silent Grim Reaper stereotype.
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Thanks so much! He is quite frightening. 😊
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Love the use of “murder of crows” and the double meaning of murder here.
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Thanks, Ellen! 😀
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I love the rhyme, how the dwindling lines bring the rhymes closer and closer together, and how it seems to take the edge off the grimness, just a bit. The host/breath and crows are my favorite parts.
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Thanks so much, Jen! I am so pleased everyone liked it. I never thought I could write a rhyming nonet. Hehe
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Creepy! It is perfect for this time of year!
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Ooh, a rhyming nonet! The final rhyme is especially effective.
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Thanks, Ruby! I had the first line and last figured out. But the rest was molded by the rhymes
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Thanks, Christine! Completely by accident. I seem to like dark and creepy. Haha
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