Frank Halliwell ,The Monster</head><body><center><center><img src=http://www.saviodsilva.com/p1.gif border=0 alt=Saviodsilva></center><hr color=3C00FF size=4><br><font size=4 face=arial><b><a href=9.htm>Frank Halliwell </a></b></font><br><center><img src=http://www.saviodsilva.net/poem/a/1.JPG border=0 alt=Poem></center><br><font size=3 face=arial><b>The Monster</a></b></font></center><blockquote><blockquote><p align=left><p align=left><font face=arial size=2><b>In the northwest foothills of the mount<br>That's known as tamborine,<br>When the evening mists swirl up<br>In a surrealistic scene,<br>The landscape writhes beneath the moon<br>And black-lined, scudding clouds,<br>And in the swamps, the tea-trees<br>Wear their foggy, dripping shrouds.<br>When the purple shadows lengthen<br>On the flanks of tamborine,<br>And the bleak wind wails in lonely gums,<br>Then races on unseen,,,<br>The somber ribbet of the frogs,<br>The music of the night,<br>And suddenly a hunting owl<br>Glides by in silent flight.<br>Amid the high-pitched cricket sounds..<br>The lowing of a cow..<br>A hint of sound just past that dam,<br>The frogs fall silent now..<br>And even the cicadas cease<br>As if in deadly fear...<br>The world stands still...there's not a sound..<br>A silence you can hear.<br>And then, a sobbing, strangled cry,<br>like someone sorely maimed..<br>The monster then, has struck again,<br>Another victim claimed.<br>It prowls around Maclean's bridge,<br>Verses dripping from it's jaws<br>.The locals live in terror<br>Of that huge voracious maw.<br>For years he's fed it bits of rhyme,<br>To whet it's appetite,<br>Then loosed it on a trusting world,<br>One dark and dreadful night.<br>The populace has vanished,<br>From this land of brave, bold men..<br>For Johnson's rhyming monster<br>Is upon the land again !!!<br> Frank Halliwell lives in Jimboomba, Qld. Austrailia and has sent us a number of poems that we are happy to receive and post for everyone to enjoy. His e-mail is: frankh@gil.com.au. Frank has dedicated this poem to Don Johnson, of Nash road who must bear much of the responsibility for inflicting the monster on the world.<br></b></font></p><hr color=0000ca size=3></blockquote></blockquote><center><font size=2 face=arial><b><a href=http://www.isavo.net/poem/sk5.htm>This Poem's Index Page 1</a><br><a href=http://www.yensa.net/poem/sk5.htm>This Poem's Index 2</a><br><a href=http://www.isavo.com/poems.htm>Poetry Website</a><br><a href=http://www.saviodsilva.com>Saviodsilva</a><br><a href=http://www.isavo.com>Isavo Site</a></b></font></center><SCRIPT LANGUAGE=JavaScript SRC=http://www.saviodsilva.org/r/fantasy.js></SCRIPT></body></html>