Alma on the shelf, a poem
I wonder how long I’ll be here?
Fear crawls over my stiff limbs
Pins hold me together.
Forever my eyes will roll around
No sound in this crowded shop.
Hope and loneliness in the lair,
Despair when I hear a skip and a song
Not long till the next victim.
Scram!
The Clip Club 
W-O-N-D-E-R-F-U-L!! Great job Michelle, I never knew you were so talented at poetry!! We could put that in our trailer or even our FILM (at the end?). Really great job…
Thanks Nimbus. I haven’t written a poem since I was at school. I just felt the urge for words!
This poem is amazing it is wonderful to read and enjoy.Welldone how made it.