Here is a poem that I wrote (incidentally, on 5/5/05) in 8th grade for my English class. The assignment was to write an extended metaphor poem in the style of Walt Whitman's poem "Oh Captain, My Captain!", which was about Abraham Lincoln. Mine was about Vincent Price, using the bat as the metaphor (you know, because he was in a horror movie called "The Bat"?). I added some subtle hints about his life in it. I just wanted to see what you guys thought about it.
Oh, and BTW: I do not talk like that all the time. Most help with the words came from a thesaurus and rhymezone. So don't think I'm a genius, or I cheated or something. Okay?
All right, here goes. (Please don't be TOO harsh.)
The Title.(for my extended metaphor poem on Vincent Price.)
The light dims, the moon looms over,
the innocent Earth, the inculpable quiet,
But danger arises out of the gloom.
A winged beast with a carnivorous diet.
Glistening, venomous fangs searching for blood
wings of onyx, dark as death,
rises from the ashes, thought to be gone
fear overcomes you, stealing your breath.
A thunderclap, a whistling wind,
as you lay across your bed,
dreams interrupted, sleep is haunted,
a nighttime thriller, a curse on your head.
The bat emerges from its ghastly home
taking flight, stealing away,
above your home, high from the peace
in the ominous twilight, before the day.
When the sun emerges, and light begins
The bat's nightly mayhem is done
He escapes to his home, a frightening recluse
a menacing, twisted carnival of one.
As he sleeps, you think you are safe,
free of horror, as peaceful civilians,
the bat will rise, his vocation reprised,
to strike fear in the hearts of millions.
[ evil laugh ]MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!![ / evil laugh ]
so...questions? Comments? I need feedback!