Mr. Greyhound

[analog blaze]

Storms chase my inner form,
as the shadows at night follows me

Step, step, step,
Tap, tap, tap, ever so slightly.

Constant whispers in the dark,
feel so sinister in a heart beat.

The owls gravitate towards me,
deeply staring into my pale eyes

Yelling, yelling, yelling,
Can you help me young fellow ?

How can I help you ?
I'm just a little old owl

Lurking in the night,
My wings are just here for flight.

Unfortunately, I can't help you my soldier,
maybe ask the greyhound next to the counter

Oh yes, I will, thank you my good sir !
Mr. Greyhound, are you able to help me

Find my way back home ?
Yes ! yes, my child,

I'm glad to show you the way to your humble abode,
Ok, Mr. Greyhound, so which way should I go ?

Left or right ? My child, you should go right !
Make sure take a bag of ice along the way,

Thank you, thank you, Mr. Greyhound !
How could I ever repay ? do you want a bone ?

No ! no, my good child, you don't have to pay me,
I did it for you because you were lost in your journey.

[winter abyss]

this is a great poem about the niceness of others in your time of need

[analog blaze]

Thank you !! I try to do something a bit different

Gray hound

Mr. Greyhound

[wary seal]

Interesting with the shadowy eerie feeling at the beginning at the beginning to asking an owl then to a hound to guide you with a bag of ice and no payment for the service. Makes me wonder if the direction the child was headed was the right way. We never know if it was a good samaritan Greyhound or a Greyhound leading the child to a path never to be seen again. Interesting narrative poetry for the storytelling.

[analog blaze]

thank you !

for the breakdown

[red gorge]

I kept waiting for the story to turn sinister like the Fox and the Scorpion or something like that. What did the ice have to do with anything? Hopefully, the kid made it home alright.

[analog blaze]

well the ice was just for something for him to take you know, you cant go wrong with ice

maybe he can get a cold drink while he make his way home

[red gorge]

lol Sure why not.

[analog blaze]

but did you like the poem

?

[red gorge]

Yes, it was fun.

[stoic void]

ANOTHER PERFECT

The repetion

The format

Everything

Nicee

[analog blaze]

thank you I'm glad you like it

[warm skiff]

I wonder if the Greyhound would've asked for the bone would the soldier had given him the one of the owl's. That'd be terrifying but fantastic poem mate.

[thorn nacelle]

Wonderful! @warm skiff has just pregressed to level 5!

[analog blaze]

here

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