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In the gathering darkness, the echoing footsteps of something shadowed stalks your every step…
Something Wicked Stalks the Light
Nighttime walk down a lonely city street
Trailed by the echoing of another’s feet
Electric street lamps sizzling, a flickering
Create fluid shadows dancing, snickering
In the gloom… something wicked stalks the light
prowling in the shadows… just beyond sight.
Just there… right out the corner of your eye
Something formless… something undefined you spy
Creeping closer… closer… yet still unseen
Slithering… shambling… murmuring… obscene
Dark malevolence dwells in the darkness
You hear in the shadows a susurus
An itch prickles between your shoulder blades
Your small courage so very quickly fades
Breath catching… you gasp… “Breathe” you tell yourself
Walking ever faster, you hope for help
The steps behind speed up… keep pace with you
With a loud clomp, stomp, scramble… what to do?
Don’t look deep… don’t peer into the shadows
Or you’ll be lost… forever lost in fear’s throes
A light… gasp… right there… up ahead… just goes out
Shadows in blackening gloom there now sprout
In the dark, shadowed depths, blazing red eyes
Feeding off the terror in your fear’s rise
A sudden turning taking you away
From that lonely path where those shadows play
D. Denise Dianaty
© 08 October 2014
Pick up your own copy of my first book of poetry, entitled My Life In Poetry at D. Denise Dianaty
Pick up your own copy of my first book of poetry, entitled My Life In Poetry at D. Denise Dianaty
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