Friday, October 9, 2009

Bumps and Other Horrors





SUNDAY SCRIBBLINGS

BUMPS AND OTHER HORRORS!

The night is black and thick as treacle.
The moon is in hideaway mood;
Fleetingly shining.
All the doors are locked.
I am safe.
Secure.
Unworried.
Sleepy.
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I snuggle under the blanket.
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The dreams to come!
I sigh.
I drift.
The night is black and thick as treacle.
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BUT WHAT WAS THAT!
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Suddenly
I am wide-eyed,
Upright,
Gasping,
Palpitating!
*
It is the dreaded Bump,
Or creak,
Or whisper,
Or whine
Or SOMETHING!
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Maybe a door opening.
Maybe a rat scratching.
Maybe a murderer
In the wardrobe!
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Yes!
It came from the wardrobe!
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I stiffen!
My feet are cold!
I feel naked, vulnerable, tiny.
*
I must make a plan!
I lie quite still,
Breathing deeply,
Planning my escape!
*
Suddenly it is morning.
And the sun is shining!
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12 comments:

  1. PattyOctober 10, 2009 at 1:17 AM

    Halloween time again. All the spooks and goblins will be out. Well today is a good day for that, it's raining, damp and cold, so tonight would be a great night for them to appear. LOL
    Happy week-end.

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  2. LucyOctober 10, 2009 at 4:25 AM

    haha we have all have our imaginations run wild like that! nice poem! :))

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  3. DarleneOctober 10, 2009 at 5:27 AM

    There aren't many advantages to being deaf, but the one 'biggie' is that I no longer hear things that go bump in the night.

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  4. Beth CampOctober 11, 2009 at 7:37 AM

    Nice tension building all the way through. This reminds me of the time an intruder actually came in through the window while my sister and I cowered in our beds. You caught the moment of terror just right. Sometimes the sun doesn't shine, though.

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  5. HeliotropismOctober 11, 2009 at 7:50 AM

    I have done that many times - make a plan when I hear a suspicious noise at night that woke me from a perfect slumber! This was a pleasure to read!

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  6. gautami tripathyOctober 11, 2009 at 12:17 PM

    Good one!

    solidified

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  7. Old EggOctober 11, 2009 at 4:04 PM

    I loved the "moon...fleetingly shining" as the unmentioned clouds scud across it.

    The poem was great.

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  8. keiths ramblingsOctober 12, 2009 at 6:13 AM

    This is a tale I can relate to! You wrote it in your own inimitable style and I love it!

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  9. George S BattyOctober 12, 2009 at 3:00 PM

    a great poem.. loved it

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  10. gelOctober 12, 2009 at 6:57 PM

    Hi- Interesting- I took this perspective, too (somewhat- there are differences), so I especially enjoyed your unique way of presenting this! I can relate, as you'll read.

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  11. Dee MartinOctober 13, 2009 at 2:21 PM

    I love the hideaway mood the moon is in :)

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  12. LilibethOctober 13, 2009 at 11:04 PM

    From the first line you caught me...whatever is treacle? In my mind molasses? Maybe? Anyway. I loved the poem...all of it.

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