Sweet Creepy (poem) by Regis Auffray on AuthorsDen

Reviewed on December 16, 2017

enjoyed this compelling read!

never stop writing

m

Reviewed on November 9, 2017

Quite intriguing Regis, a good mystery ought to be left alone I say, well done, have a great day

Reviewed on October 22, 2017

Yes fall is creepy but to me quite scentless,
This poem to me requires me to senseless,
For without my senses my deeds are quite meaningless...-e-

Reviewed by Susanne Leist

Reviewed on October 22, 2017

I'm racking my brains to figure out who she is. Is she nature? She sheds her leaves before winter. I love poetry that keeps me guessing.

Reviewed by J. Pajot

Reviewed on October 22, 2017

Nicely done, Reg. I am not sure any of us are ready for the "winter" of our lives, but some of us are slipping softly into it. As long as my winter still has summers, I'm good! Great view of autumn in all its forms. Best to you, good sir,
Jim

Reviewed by Stephen Pollard

Reviewed on October 21, 2017

As always, very well written in a style unmistakenly that only someone like Regis can write....Well done as usual my friend....

Reviewed by Jms Bell

Reviewed on October 21, 2017

SWEET IS SWEET AND A CREEP IS A CREEP...NEVER CONFUSE THE TWO. CHALK IT UP TO EXPERIENCE AND KEEP PUSHING! THANKS FOR SHARING, POET. LOVE, BLESSINGS AND FAITH...JOYCE * HIS INSPIRATIONS

Reviewed by Michael Schafer

Reviewed on October 21, 2017

This poem hints at,
something dark and deeper.
It left me wondering,
Who is this creeper?

Reviewed by Ronald Hull

Reviewed on October 20, 2017

Wish I had someone that would creep into my bed like that. ;-)

Actually this may be a Halloween poem hinting that what is creeping is winter coming around the bend. It is quite intriguing and haunting to read.

Ron

Reviewed by Jane Noponen Perinacci

Reviewed on October 20, 2017

"and the void of no more Creepy"......sad in a way. Excellent write!

Love ya!

Jane

Reviewed by Ann Marquette

Reviewed on October 20, 2017

Not creepy, but lovely Regis.

Reviewed by audrine max

Reviewed on October 20, 2017

no more creepy, just the cold winds outside and the arctic ice inside.

Reviewed by John Domino

Reviewed on October 19, 2017

Welcome back brother Regis! This poem did not scare but it made me well aware of the bite of Winter after Fall. Yes, I am ready for a mild change but my bones say, "No thank you" to the chill in the air, after all. Well done, once again!

Reviewed by Sandie May Joyce (Sandie Angel)

Reviewed on October 19, 2017

This is a breath of fresh air from all those limericks poems you've written. A well written piece!!

Sandie

Reviewed by KJ McPhee

Reviewed on October 19, 2017

pomona, roman goddess of autumn
she is looking over your shoulder, regis
whispering leaves suggesting creepiness

Reviewed by Morgan McFinn

Reviewed on October 19, 2017

Your imagery is luscious...as always, Regis.