Footsteps

I believe I heard your footsteps

Upon the wooden floor

I thought I heard your voice

A voice and nothing more

I heard a silent scream

Though my ears are thick with lies

A web of wonder at my feet

All to my surprise

I cannot grip this fairytale

It's laden with my time

I've tried so hard and often

It's a wonder I have grasp of mind

I believe I heard you coughing

As you fell upon my floor

I thought I heard your voice

But I shall hear that no more

I heard a silent scream

It echoed through the halls

But at second look it was only I

Dancing without due cause

 

Reviews

[Blake Q Hatfield]

Very haunting. It's interesting how thought can linger.

[Ashley.M.E]

reminds me of spending the night at my grandmothers haunted house.

[Emily B]

ghosts and memories . . .

[Mauricio Montoya]

I like how this piece comrs together nice work.

[Jibey]

I liked the pace of the short rhyming lines... the rhythm got a bit rough around 'It's a wonder'... and the next few lines... but the idea was good and the neat twist at the end worked well..

[Norma M Sutton]

Interesting and mysterious

[WayOath]

Ha! I love wooden floors and bare feet upon them! I love your poem its mysterious and dark in a manor. Great write!

[Dom Macchiaroli]

Sounds like a song......a good piece

[Ed Hart]

you will dance

[Lydia Blackwell]

Bravo! There are some awesome phrases in there (word groupings). Great topic and great writing:)