naked feet

naked feet

A Chapter by Lyn Anderson
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I have a lot of love/hate poetry. This is one of my top personal favourites of all time.

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i didn't hear it coming
sneaking up behind me
on naked feet.

i didn't know what was
waiting in the dark
when i curled up
and went to sleep.

i didn't smell the
predator crouching
in the closet
in the forest
or the back seat of my car.

i didn't pay attention
to the rustling of the leaves
the hot breath
on the back of my neck
and the soft thud
at the foot of my bed.

i didn't see a thing

i didn't hear it coming
sneaking up on me
a baseball bat in hand
till i felt
the wood slam into my skull
the bones snapping
like peanut brittle the
taste of copper salt
and blood
i swallowed when i
tried to scream
wrenching the air out
of my lungs when
a naked foot
connected
with my ribs
i thought
this is what it
feels like
to
die.

i didn't see love coming
till it clubbed me
over the head.



© 2016 Lyn Anderson


Author's Note

Lyn Anderson
I still think this one is romantic, in its own weird way.
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Wow! The tension escalates perfectly, from frightened confusion to concrete fear to corporeal pain. The structure and flow serve as much as the words, and the second-last paragraph really conjures the panic-stricken cacophony of suffering. The last paragraph casts a completely new light on everything that came before, and left me with a smirk of revelation I did not see coming at all.

Love can bleed and bruise as hard as any physical weapon, and you have wonderfully portrayed that here. Great work :)

Posted 11 Years Ago


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Lyn Anderson

11 Years Ago

Sometimes I write something I just love and everyone looks at me like I have an extra head growing o.. read more



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A very interesting metaphor to use to depict love. Brutal images of a harsher sentiment until the final stanza. Clever in that I did not see it coming!

Posted 11 Years Ago


Love handled in the wrong way by the wrong people can, indeed, crack you in the skull, K. And, metaphorically, love is such a powerful emotion that we often "see stars" when we fall in love. Great job with this one - I didn't realize where you were going until the very end and then I appreciated the journey you had taken me on very much.

Posted 11 Years Ago


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I like this alot. I was in suspense till the end before I gave a sigh of relief and a smile ...Bravo.............

Posted 11 Years Ago


I felt it as well while I read these words. At the time I didn't know it was ultimately love, however.

Posted 11 Years Ago


You need training for your poetry ..........Although I would love to read you more and more but something s wrong in this poem

Posted 11 Years Ago


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Lyn Anderson

11 Years Ago

It is not a matter of being hurt. It is a matter of non-constructive criticism. I am a mixed capital.. read more
sayed Mudasir Ali

11 Years Ago

I was wrong about you and you are a little tiger in the woods ; I am sorry and I just want to apolog.. read more
Lyn Anderson

11 Years Ago

Oh goodness please do not call yourself nothing. Critique as you wish, but don't expect not to get b.. read more
Quite an interesting analogy, nice work

Posted 11 Years Ago


Love can feel like a clubbing. Love can sneak up on us and leave us confused and wanting more. I like the way you led the reader to the very good ending. Thank you for the excellent poetry.
Coyote

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

KL, this piece had me pulling my limbs in closer to me as I read. The predator lines had me looking over my shoulder for dead eyes studying me. I don't do well with scary and creepy. (Even though I love Stephen King. The Shining is a favorite, Jacob!) I have to have the perfect setup to be able to read him. Back to the wall, blinds drawn tight, doors and windows locked, etc... Anyway, after I finished this poem, KL, I gulped a huge sigh and thought, 'Oh good. It is only love that crushed her like that. Whew.' I enjoyed this one a lot. I will be checking behind the shower curtain when I visit the bathroom today, though. Residual effects from that baseball bat up there, you know. Angi~

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

this sounds like something Stephen King would write as a love poem...

i like the surprise ending...as we are expecting something bad...and wow...not so!

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Lyn Anderson

11 Years Ago

Guilty as charged. I know it's not "cool" to be a Stephen King fan, but I am. Also many other dark w.. read more
jacob erin-cilberto

11 Years Ago

hey, i like him too...well i liked his older work best...but am now reading the sequel to "the shini.. read more
Mark Haines

11 Years Ago

Thank you, Jacob, for letting me know about a sequel to the Shining. I'm heading to the bookstore no.. read more

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