The Tapping SoundA Poem by Frantic FreshmanRead to find out what is causing the alluside tapping sound outside your window....
Every night there is a tapping sound at my window
When I investigate, I find no soul No quaking branch, nor breathing wind Nothing but malevolent silence. An eerie stillness speaking volumes over the once gentle tapping This is unbearable, I will not be made a fool I will find the colporate, chastise them till they drip my drool Armed with a flashlight I shall surely make myself clear, No more tapping will occur here! The night is surely empty, just a desolate stream of artificial light My stomach churns as I venture forth into the night. The silence is broken with the crunch of dead Autumn leaves Making it clear that it is no longer just me. Who goes there I demand, regretting deeply my choice, I am answered by a quivering echo of my voice. The shuffling gets louder till I'm greeted by a cold sharp prick. I try hard to run but I feel too dizzy and physically sick. The last thing I hear comes from a house in the background: “Do you hear it too, the tapping sound?” © 2017 Frantic Freshman |
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1 Review Added on October 28, 2017 Last Updated on October 28, 2017 AuthorFrantic FreshmanNeverland, WVAboutMy name says it all. My one goal is to survive highschool. more..Writing
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