This is the descriptive poem I wrote based on our descriptive story assignment. I am focusing on voice.
Ghosts and monsters
All fake there's no doubt
Jumping out at you
As you scream with your mouth
The soggy, dried wood
Creaks as you walk
Old vegetables and corn
In ten foot tall stalks
The taste of dust
Lurks on your tongue
You can hear quiet whispers
And a soft song being sung
You can smell the raw smell of death
As it walks behind someone
Someone, you see someone
Hello?
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