Saved By The Dawn
The car had stalled, my phone was dead;
the time was ticking through my head.
I had to find
some help. I left the car and ran
along the road; the night began
with troubled mind.
The moon was full -- an eerie sight
that lit the sky, that darkened night.
I heard a shrill
and haunting sound -- a distant shout.
I knew that ghouls were all about
and felt a chill.
I saw a cottage by the trees,
itís door was blowing in the breeze
and opened wide.
All dressed in black, she offered tea
and said she was expecting me
--I stepped inside.
The hag began to stir the blackened
cauldron with her spoon and cackled
in my ear,
for in her pot were secret things
that filled my wild imaginings
with every fear.
I saw the clock and hoped `twas right,
to end this horror; soon the night
would turn to dawn.
The room was filled with acrid smoke
as she began to cough and choke
-- then she was gone!
------- Author's Notes -------
Comments on this poem/writing:
|barb (126.96.36.199) -- Monday, November 1 2004, 03:12 am|
a good hallow'en story. Scarey but not gorey.
your imagination is really working.
|capricorn (188.8.131.52) -- Monday, November 1 2004, 11:45 pm|
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