My entry for the Lyric Poetry competition.
A lazy spy bites off more than he can chew... and meets an untimely end.
My entry for the Very Short Story Competition.
It was on this day, two hundred years ago, that the mouth of the Earth opened. I know, because my great-great-whatever uncle had been there. In fact, he had fallen into the rift, never to be seen again. It has been a rather large point of pride...
As I looked in the mirror, I couldn’t believe how much I had changed since I started running. I would have to start again soon. My once-full cheeks had hollowed out, sockets in my face. The veins in my eyes were thick and ropy and made blinking...
7 COMMENTS
nupur27
August 2, 2015 - 15:05 The cruel side!!! Of the polished surface!! That is so brutal!!! Awesome it ismisslyss
August 2, 2015 - 23:28 Thanks :-) I've never really written poetry before.P'yonce Knowmore
August 3, 2015 - 14:01 It feels like you've been writing ever since....good poemmisslyss
August 4, 2015 - 05:47 Thank you!celestialmind
August 5, 2015 - 12:13 I like how u summarize your poem; Because when the face I know is not the one I see,It strikes ice-cold fear right into the heart of me.Got me thinking of faces painted about Africa. Deep poem for me. Great work Misslyss!misslyss
August 5, 2015 - 13:19 Thank you! :-) I wasn't sure how well this would be received, as I haven't written much poetry before.Sharmishtha Shenoy
October 26, 2015 - 05:11 For a first timer great poem