Night Fright

i'm afraid of the dark,

the sounds and shapes that are never seen nor heard at day

i scare myself with visions of monsters,

both human and other,

lurking outside my window

waiting, just waiting, for me to fall asleep

 

i'm afraid of the dark,

the whispers and shadows that seep out of the corners

i scare myself by interpreting the mumbled words,

in the human tongue and other

imprinting madness

slowly, ever so slowly, quietly even

 

i'm afraid of the dark,

the noises and outlines that invade my bed after sunset

i scare myself by feeling them,

human touches and others alike

caressing and soothing me

into madness and night fright

Reviews

[Dr. Wood ?]

I agree with John, it is not up to your usual high standard, but it might be worth taking another look at it...In the cold light of the day

[Yheela]

Thanks, I might re-write... or I'll just leave it.

[Dr. Wood ?]

sometimes it is best to leave well alone..It depends on how you feel for the actual poem..it CAN be hard to let some go...But sometimes we have to be very hard in order to achieve that perfection..A great writer once said..Sometimes you have to kill your babies....It rings true, every time when you are editing

[Yheela]

This was, as I told John, as piece for a contest. Not the one I ended up sending (the one I did send won the whole thing).
I don't think this has anything in it that can be improved, it is what it is.

[Dr. Wood ?]

then put it to bed..and move on..SIMPLE

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Joking apart. I like it but not as much as many of yours. It flows as usually smooth as most of your work and is soooo readable.

[Yheela]

Thank you John, it's not a favorite of mine either.
It was for a competition to write Demon poetry.

[John Alexander McFadyen]

My suggestion get a night light!