Basement Stairs Poem
He skulked where he could squeeze.
Basement stairs poem. He crept behind the stairs. The door was shut to my surprise. Peroid of a single sunday morning with imagery and also personification around the idea of.
As I slinked slowly down the basement stairs I heard a slam. He lurked from spot to spot. And tumbled into space.
She does not understand. The dogs are on the basement stairs and coming up. Strand originally expressed interest in painting and hoped to become an artist.
I have been eating poetry. Their eyeballs roll their blond legs burn like brush. She looks back and shows us the imaginative side of her childhood in just a short.
I found the switch. Her eyes are sad and she walks with her hands in her dress. The effect of the poetry on the speaker is highlighted when he references and describes dogs that are on the basement stairs and coming up as if they are on wild or insane Line 9.
I flipped it upThe light so bright swung left and right above. Okay here were getting to the surreal stuff that can be read in lots of different ways. I slipped upon a patch of ice.