I found that almost every line had some sort of mental image. My favorate one was "where woods loom in gloom". This reminded me of a forest in the middle of autumn when it was foggy. Once I walked in the endowment lands when there were a ton of leaves on the ground. It was a foggy day, the kind of day when the fog is so thick you can almost taste it. I looked to my left, only to see a dark gloomy forest with trees without leaves. I was intrigued (naturally) and walked towards this gloomy forest. As I walked towards the ominous scene, I could have sworn I heard screams. And that I did. But they were my own...
Bayle
Creatively edited by:
Max James
Tuesday, February 19, 2008
cat poem.......gone bad
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