Poems!
Goblin life
I am a goblin.
I hiss at the sun!!!
With care I touch moss…….
And forage for shiny gifts!
What a gosh darn good day.
photo by rosycheeks-softheart on tumblr
Moss
Moss grows steadily
Moss moss moss moss moss moss moss
I love touching moss
Feast
Hazy morning
with ease, the great vulture swoops
above the carnage
Despair
My stomach drops,
As I stare into the forest,
At the pawprints,
At the burning trees,
At the shower of scornful embers
My claws now black from soot
As I run from disaster.
Crow
Icy afternoon
A single, shifty crow flaps
whilst watching the worm