An Hour Past Midnight

Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered weak and weary. Edgar Allan Poe

It’s about an hour past midnight

with many shadows and almost no light,

the cold, cold bedroom is closing on me,

I don’t know if it’s real what I see,

but my fear is pounding in my heartbeat,

all I hear is the clicking of my teeth

or does the sound come out of the wall,

I guess maybe it’s nothing at all,

just a bad dream they call a nightmare

and still I’ve got this feeling of despair,

that nothing will save me now from this threat,

how hard I pull the sheets over my head

the outcome has already been written,

once it takes you and once it has bitten,

all the present will then be the past,

I just hope, it won’t take long… at last.

 

 

© Rudi J.P. Lejaeghere

25/09/2014

Author's Note

Reviews

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Am enjoying your poetry to music and sound effects, Rudi... it is wonderful to be able to put a voice to the words.. .this chilling piece reminds me of walking to and from my grandmother's house when I was younger and the village was without street lights of any kind... the dim light in windows cast their beams but a few feet from the glass and the space in between her house and mine - less than a few hundred feet - was always haunted... no doubt, by my own fears and far too many ghost stories... well-done, my friend.

[Rudi J.P. Lejaeghere]

Thank you, FT, I can imagine that was scary to walk in the dark. There are many ghosts and fears in the shadows, mostly our own...Have a good day, my friend. :) Rudi

[B]

A very scary write
I can see those eyes
and i can hear that dim silence

Makes you think ..... Have we made up our own fears ???


Chilling write ....... i love the audio
I really think it is cool how you can work across different types of poetry

[Rudi J.P. Lejaeghere]

Thank you so much, Nisreen. I always like to try something new, for the moment it's these sound and poetry performance pieces or whatever you like to call it. I'm glad you liked it and your remark about making up our own fears is so to the point. In the dark we see our own ghosts appearing. Have a good weekend, Nisreen. :) Rudi

[jacob erin-cilberto]

mmmm, love the way your read, Rudi....perfect inflection....this would be perfect around a bonfire, in a lonely woods, deep into the night....
that poe-ish feel, hauntingly beautiful but bringing chills.

[Rudi J.P. Lejaeghere]

Thank you, Jacob, glad you liked it. Reading your words I think I've succeeded in my goal with this poem and my reading. :) Rudi

[Rudi J.P. Lejaeghere]

Click on the eyes of soundcloud's file of 'An Hour Past Midnight' and you will hear my poem come alive. Thanks and enjoy, let me know what you think of it. :) Rudi

PS: best effect with stereo headphone !!!!