Neglected WailsA Poem by Theo RatcliffeWails of old wood, creaking, Rotting, Falling apart. The floor above creating tension, Each step was taken with fear, Suspense growing, Collapsing; Only moments away. The basement door opened, Room abandoned Fog guiding the darkness, Climbing the steps, Full of neglect Creaking beneath it. From behind, A creepy feeling passed over, Accompanied with the eerie force to go down; Cold breeze swept over, Shivering; Frigid air creating a breath, That danced along numb skin; Unfelt. © 2018 Theo RatcliffeAuthor's Note
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Added on February 14, 2018 Last Updated on March 9, 2018 Tags: old, wooden, poetry, abandoned spaces AuthorTheo RatcliffeOntario, CanadaAboutA poem records emotions and moods that lie beyond normal language, that can only be patched together and hinted at metaphorically. - Diane Ackerman more..Writing
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