Poem -

Jack the Ripper 2

He walks the streets under
the dark velvet sky
In the shadow of every corner
in search of his prey
Whistling a sweet tune that
plays with his mind
Holding a blade that  shines
in the pale moon lit night

Time is slowly ticking as the
hand strikes midnight
The sound of bells ring out
in the midnight hour
He hears the sound of laughter
at the turn of the corner
So he slowly withdrew
into the the shadow of the night

He watches you like a hawk
for his first kill
Walking behind you like a
ghost with no sound
With a twisted smile upon
his wicked face
He knows that the time has
come to seal your faith

He grabs you from behind
and twist you around
And now you could see the
the hatred in his eyes
You could feel the terror
that clutches your soul
For you know that your
time has come

He raises the blade that
he holds high above
As you stare into his soul
and see no remorse
You feel a sharp pain as
 he rips your heart in two
Watching the blood drip from
the blade withdrew 

He turns to walk back into
the shadow of the night
With tiny blood drops dripping
from the blade he held
Whistling that sweet tune that
Plays with his mind
Saying i am Jack the Ripper 
"catch me if you can"

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Tony Taylor

WOW!! GIZMOE!!!.....this is amazing imagery..... dropped like vignettes from stanza to stanza..... the images so thick with perfection that you can see each scene in your minds eye perfectly.... the timing of it making it flow like the lotic nature of a quiet stream.....rolling through the conscious mind never to be forgotten......AN outstanding write dear poet brother!!.....PINNED this ......may be your best to date...... can't say for sure having not read all your stuff....,.BUT.....GREAT WORK!!.....,LOVE and ROCKETS....T xo ?☀✴✳

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Matthew Nelson ...

Thanks it took me 3 days before i finished it rewriting it over and over 

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