This week for literacy we had to create a horror poem. This poem had to include some horror conventions, as this term for literacy we are focusing on Genre. This poem is what I think of when I hear the word 'horror'. I hope you enjoy my horror poem!
The Basement, a forbidden place
Where my mother hides
As her safe place
It smells like rotting meat
A pungent nauseating stink
The rotten stench on my mother
And the foul air she left in her wake as she left
I crept down the stairs
And opened the door
There before me
Were dead bodies galore
They were disembodied and decomposed to a horrifying feat
They were skinned, they were burned they were left in a heap
I tried to run, but my feet were tied down
“You're next,” she said
And I was already dead
Thank you for reading my poem.
Can you think of a plot twist to this poem? If so please feel free to comment it down bellow.
Mia
Kia Ora Mia!
ReplyDeleteI think it’s so cool how you introduced your poem and talked about how the person was feeling, the smell and the surroundings. I liked how you incorporated rhyming in your poem, it sounds really good! Look forward to commenting on other posts. Here is the link to my blog :)
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