It Roared
(By Poet Rummager)
In a forest dark and moonless, something terrifying crept out of the ground.
It moaned and growled – dispersing animals far and wide as it made a horrendous sound.
On barks of trees, it left its mark; for it flayed long and deadly claws.
The creature roared and tore off clumps of its fur with anger and remorse.
It bellowed in desperation; its wails piercing for miles around.
Legs, the size of trees, lumbered loudly and shook the ground.
From a distance, a little roar was heard.
The tremendous creature’s ears prickled and towards the roar, it spurred.
Making soft, cooing noises, monster mom cradled her tiny babe
as they happily sunk and slithered back into the cold, damp earth.
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Plenty of moms will relate to this one. At first I thought you were writing this about my mom, but then I re-read the title. My fault, I misread it. Your title is “IT ROARED”; I thought it read, “IT SNORED”. Even in a monster poem the reader is going to say, “Ahhhhh” at the end! π
You have such wonderful diversity in your writing. You cover all gamuts will style.
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Hahaha!! It snored! I laughed so hard. Ah, this morning is off to a great start! Thank you much, Dr. J… for the laughter and kind words. π
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A super spooky and fun story.
He found his mum at the end. π
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Mum. I love British spelling… so cute! Thank you, Alan. π
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Awww , bless monster mom… Lovely upside-downsy twist at the end.
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Thanks Nick! I am waiting with bated breath for your vampires π
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Part one should be ready tomorrow… So bate your breath for only a little while longer. π
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Okay…gulp…wheeeeze…gasp!
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Hahaha!! Thanks T! xo
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You’re welcome!

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Funnily enough, I remember looking up at my mother and father and them both being like enormous walking trees. Your poem reminded me of those days.
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And you were an apple, right? -cuz you didn’t fall far from your parent trees? π
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I’m an apple! That explains a great deal. I always wondered about my bright red complexion and the stalk growing out of my head.
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It all makes sense now… I shall call you Apple from now on!
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