To My Stalker

From what I've glanced at, the majority thinks it needs fixing of some sort. I like it just the way it is!

Good job

I was amused.

This poem is very intriguing! It seriously gives me the chills when you say:

Peer through my windows
all throughthe night.
To watch me sleep,
to give me fright.

Yikes! i can just imagine this guy looking in your windows!
Overall, wonderful job!

A nice poem albeit creepy but I think it did the trick. I hope your stalker is reading this so he knows what's gonna happen to him. Anyway, bits and pieces of help.

Stalker, stalker,
following me,
outside my house,
and in my tree. - you can't really get into a tree, unless there's a hollow, so better to use 'on'. It will make much more sense.

Binoculars
are in your hand.
Collect my hair,
you have a strand. - Love this stanza. This is really creepy though.

Peer through my windows - since you started off as in the present continuous tense, you should continue as such. "peering".
all the night.
To watch me sleep,
to give me fright.

I get phone calls
to sometimes hear,
your heavy breathing
oh, so near.

I told the school.
I told a cop.
No one's around
to make it stop.

I lock my doors,
and windows, too.
But I'm afraid
it won't stop you.

All through the night
you crawl and creep.
I don't know how
I get to sleep.

One night, I know,
you'll come right in,
prepared to take
your dirty sin.

But I'm not weak,
and I can fight.
A fact you'll learn
some fateful night.

So, I warn you,
lousy mutt, - you kinda lost the rhythm here. Maybe, you should put "you lousy mutt
you come near me,
I'll kick your butt!

So, anyway I loved it. Just those that I pointed out and then it will be perfect. Happy writing!

Great poem, I loved it.. funny but true

...btw, who was this stalker?

I'm pretty sure I understand what you mean... You do keep a fairly lighthearted statement in the creepiness of the poem, per the final stanza. Well, written... I'll have to discover more of this poetry...

It was wonderful. Very intense, right on the verge of creepy alittle. I don't know if you meant to do it but the very ending,
"So, I warn you,
lousy mutt, - you kinda lost the rhythm here. Maybe, you should put "you lousy mutt
you come near me,
I'll kick your butt!"
but I love how this just lightens it all up. I think that's what makes it such a great poem. That despite it's seriousness there's this little bit of humor to lighten it all up.

This was a very good poem, and I really did enjoy reading it. I made me scared for you, but hopefully your real life stalker isn't like this in real life.

Binoculars
are in your hand.
Collect my hair,
you have a strand.

This was the only part I didn't really get. I think the last 2 lines were a little awkward. Maybe if you reworded it, or if you just changed it might work better.

Other than that I LOVED this, and it really did make me laugh when I was reading it.