THE SHADOW IN THE BEDROOM

THE SHADOW IN THE BEDROOM

A Poem by andrew mitchell

His open window invites the moon
To offer light to his darkened room
And wide awake in bed he lies
Until his dreams will have him fly.
But wait! An evil shadow stalks the wall,
Magnified by moonlight, it slowly strolls;
Black, faceless, features blurred,
It's presence felt, emotions stirred.
Frozen with fear the shadow leaps out;
On with the lights removing doubt
To reveal a beetle moving on the shelf
And a boy's mind making a fool of himself.

© 2015 andrew mitchell


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Gahhh.. this gave me the goosebumps.. geeez.. phew, and it is night time LOL well done!!!

Posted 9 Years Ago



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