mystery by lewis kingwell

As I entered the eerie, desolate forest, death threats come upon me and they were clogging up my memory. Nothing else in my mind to think of. “Howl Howl” came a noise brewing closer and closer, the forest was corrupted with mysterious danger it felt so close that it could be my end. I ran up the far side of the forest but it was no use because the howling noise just grew louder and louder. It was getting dark faster I had to find shelter. As the time went by, I heard all sorts of abnormal noises as if I was trying to be haunted. I have friends who always play pranks on me and I shouted ” real funny guys come out or else” silence fell. The bush rustled. It sent a weird sensation up my spine, sweat dripped off of my forehead and … “ahhhhhh” a scream echoed through the forest. who or what was it? I wasn’t too sure what was going on. A twig snapped as the darkness fell. I wish I had brought my 19 bravest friends.

My Mysterious Memories poetry by Lewis

In my mind I will store

The remains of a charcoal planet,

A jet-black curse to shroud a mummy,

A book without words but with majestic knowledge,


I will store in my mind

Beams of gossamer muted lightning guiding the way,

A chunk of a dwarf planet shrinking to size,

a diamond maze which never ends,

The last ivory nightmare which will blow your mind,

A snowman with a frozen flame,

A single thundercloud brewing closer,

A chrome moon hungry for life,

A jet-black silhouette which will be sealed in history,

A remaining piece of an old dilapidated crimson myth banished forever,

Dreams of pomegranate dread which mysteriously vanished,

The only remaining piece of an old ancient relic,

A titan moon possessed by a ghost,

The unconscious man with an emerald touch,

The light of a board enchanting a journey,

A claret dream cursing the universe.