one of my many poems, Under the covers

[Amadeus]

Under the covers

I sit alone.
I feel young once more
This feeling of being swept of my feet.
Like the ever falling rabbit hole…
The feeling, in your half sleep state
Remembering innocence and mystery.
The world was alien and large.
And there were monsters that hide in the darkness
Your father would come in and say,
“It’s alright”
But he knew very well…
There are monsters that hide in the dark

I sit alone…remembering the darkness of my younger years.
And how very real it was…

[shordu]

that was good at first i thought this would be well suggestive but its an excellent poem thingy it makes me stop and think im glad we have an accomplished poet in the guild

[Amadeus]

shordu said:

that was good at first i thought this would be well suggestive but its an excellent poem thingy it makes me stop and think im glad we have an accomplished poet in the guild

HA I was thinkingthat when I put it up, yeah, I meant as inwhen you were yound and you'd stick you headunder the covers when your scared

[shordu]

yeah i understand it it reminds me when i was young