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    Default My newest critic strikes!

    Quote Originally Posted by Tyr-Ziu Saxnot View Post
    The Dark Curse, The Monster and His Act Of Vengeance Averted

    He killed a loud squirrel, hungry hawk and silent mouse
    Tossed them in a black bag along with six dead toads
    By midnight moon took all to the old hag witch's house
    Hidden deep in oak grove at the junction of three roads.

    Anticipating that terrible curse he vowed to have laid
    As good measure he had managed to get a demon's horn
    The old witch demanded such strange things to be paid
    As the down payment before her evil curse was to be born.

    Caring not at all for what she demanded he buy or steal
    He filled with hate, would have a Halloween blood bath
    Only pain and blackened hate could his heart now feel
    He glorified in this dark curse that would satisfy his wrath.

    Deed done, he silently and slowing walked in his glee
    Mouth watering when he thought of her great coming pain
    Suddenly springing from behind a massive black oak tree
    A dark creature fed by his hate and evil accursed stain.

    Sudden intense fear, shook him to his sad and black core
    Why was this cursed creature now growling and eying him
    Had not the old witch given the monster its dark chore
    Or was this monster's mind and eyesight truly that dim?

    Quick as a flash he drew his trusty razor sharp blade
    Now sensing the coming attack was mere seconds away
    He realized the double crossing deal the hag had made
    For it came to him, that the monster was about to be paid!

    Too late to talk, he screamed, come on you damn demon spawn
    I have blood in my eyes, and yes, I sold your damn horn
    You'll lie stone dead upon the ground before light of dawn
    I swear by the hair on my head and life of my first born!

    Only then did the massive dark monster laugh and speak
    Saying,"you made your damn deal but I made mine much better"
    I love most to cut up and then eat the helpless and weak
    Your baby firstborn daughter,I was hungry,I already ate her!

    Rage leaped into his head,his sword cut out a mighty slash
    The monster in pain slashed with is long claws, as it withdrew
    He knew his anger and red-hot hate had made him far too rash
    As monster's fangs,yellow eyes, and wicked head then regrew.

    Next he heard the sound of the old hag witch's laugh there
    The monster charged screaming out in hag's best cursing voice
    Your dark heart and burning hate doomed you when in my lair
    By the Dark Lord's black power you will now die for your choice!

    And with that she lunged and snatched out his still beating heart
    This was always her final payment for her cursing dark deeds
    The hateful man and his first born 's death were on her evil chart
    And such hatred always brought blood and death in its seeds!

    Down in the dead man's village , a lone house filled in drying blood
    All the monster had left was his daughter's small hands and toes
    Then a wicked, dark rain brought down its deepest fast flowing flood
    Washing away the darkness ,evil and hate thats how the story goes.

    Robert J. Lindley , 09-22-2015

    Note. -Written for my son, his early dark Halloween story as I promised this weekend.
    Better tad late than never..
    The poem shown, I wrote yesterday for my son Justin(8 years old). He read it and stated he liked it.
    This morning after sleeping on it he decided to talk to me about it. I had no clue that he was a critic!
    First he asked me why did - I THINK THE POEM WAS GOOD. I replied, "rhymes well, tells a scary story and ends well(with bad guy dead).
    Little did I know that I had made a bad judgment but he told me so soon enough.

    First says the little critic- rhymes ok but does not end well dad.
    Shocked I asked why.
    He said, the bad guy was killed by the monster but so was his innocent baby daughter!
    That part floored me.
    Then he said, the old hag witch and monster did not die and they live to kill others later--thats bad dad!
    Again I was floored. First his points were quite good and secondly realizing how deeply he thought about that poem.
    I myself had missed both those important points in my haste to complete the poem.

    However, he was not done yet. He then said, and why did you write the monster ate the little girl, you could have said he captured her and then the dad wins the fight to rescue her!
    Crap, I missed that theme myself!

    At this point, I kindly reminded him that we poets/storytellers always have our critics. And he should understand we are often quite sensitive about such criticisms.
    Without missing a beat he said, "ok daddy but next time ask me to help you, like I do when my homework is too hard!

    And that my friends was the kick in the pants that I deserved for chiding an 8 year old on his honest views on my latest poem!

    I have no clue if he will turn out to be a poet/writer or not , I but am sure he could make a damn fine critic one day if he decided to take that path!
    Last edited by Tyr-Ziu Saxnot; 09-23-2015 at 09:39 AM.
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