Saturday, 17 May 2003

Echo in the Night

Through the silence of the night,
It sounded through and through.
My heart was up in my throat
What was I to do.

The sound repeated again, again
So quietly .. and yet so shrill.
So full was I of dread and fear,
Overcome with a deathly chill.

Knock knock.. knock knock
Upon the backyard door.
It echoed intensely on my heart
Piercing straight to the core.

The world was full of silence.
Unconscious, insensitive with sleep.
But for that same knock knock knock,
No sleep was I to keep.

My mind was distraught, wild, crazed.
The noise I could stand no more
It had to go, be rid of, purged.
I opened the backyard door.


 .. Written for a spooky assignment thingy i guess.. teacher's comments : "You create an excellent sense of tension and drama. It is reminiscent of Edgar Allan Poe. Very Effective!" ..