"The Eagle" imitation
He sticks his long tongue into your skin.
tweaking his wings against your skin,
I give him a little time to begin.
I know my blood is something he is needing;
but it really is a horrible feeling,
So right as he starts kneeling,
i squash him.
i really liked this one. the word tweaking really gave a good tone that i cant describe into the poem. The rhyming too is something that the entire poem and revolve around. great job!
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