You walk down the street
The darkness surrounds you,
A sound is heard!
You look around,
But nothing is there.
Was that a movement
In the shadows?
You look intently!
But nothing is there.
Your footsteps get faster,
Someone is following you!
You look round!
But nobody is there.
Another sound!
Another movement!
Another follower!
You look for them all,
But nothing is there.
As you enter the safety,
The safety of home,
You look back,
But nothing is there,
Except your imagination.
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Author:
Goldfinch60 (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: May 26th, 2017 01:33
- Comment from author about the poem: Don't think, it's bad for you.
- Category: Reflection
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Comments7
A fine write. It's spooky! Our minds may play tricks on us. I told Harold in 1066 to look up, as there was nothing there - or so I thought! doh!
Thanks Orchi.
Spooky indeed - great verse and do like the photo - might do a painting based on it.
Thank you Michael, I have written a few 'spooky' poems in my time, they can be fun to write and they surprise people who know the way that I normally write.
Be pleased to see a painting of the dark street.
Love this GF60
And that picture
Is fantastic...
Thanks PH. The poem is mine, unfortunately the picture is not.
Oh the tiny twinge of fear that only poetry can create . Good job . And the picture reminds me of the old Night Stalker album cover from long ago .All in all a very pleasant experience today .
Thank you swingline, much appreciated.
Seems like we have all been there. You put it to poetry.
Thanks Augustus.
don't look back, your writing is heading forward too much. super write and real x
Thank you Kevin, most kind.
you're very welcome x
Thanks ANDY ~ It is true 90% of our Fears & Phobias are "all in the mind" ! Thanks for scaring ~ BRIAN.
The mind is a wondrous thing. Thanks Brian.
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