AVIAN HORRORS



Winging through the horrid night
Avian horrors filling the sky,
Blackening out the heavens above
Making even the blood moon die.

Searching far and wide for food
Animal, vegetable, or humankind,
Soaring just above the rooftops
Swallowing everything they find.

Avian monsters are now unknown
From the very dawn of time,
Prehistoric feathered killers
From some awful far-off clime.

Winging fills the air like thunder
Many thousands flying overhead,
Until they reach a sleeping town
Soon the streets are running red.

Swarming upon the nearest house
Like woodpeckers, they break in,
Consuming pets and people alike
Their monstrous hunger never slaking.

From house to house they go
Killing and eating all insight,
As they hunt the loathsome dark
Winging through the horrid night

Everything is fair game to them
Everything living they devour,
Hunting from soon after twilight
Until long past the witching hour.

Soon the streets are red with blood
As the avian terrors have their fill,
Only then do the creatures move on
When the town has nothing left to kill.

THE END
© Copyright 2021 Philip Roberts
Melbourne, Victoria, Australia

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Winging through the horrid night Avian horrors filling the sky, Blackening out the heavens above Making even the blood moon die.

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Written on September 30, 2021

Submitted by PHIL_ROBERTS on December 15, 2021

Modified on March 05, 2023

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Quick analysis:

Scheme Abxb xcxc xdxd efxf xxxb xaxA xeae xgxg xxx
Closest metre Iambic tetrameter
Characters 1,134
Words 207
Stanzas 9
Stanza Lengths 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 3

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