Who Is Knocking At My Door

Who Is Knocking At My Door Who is knocking at my door? It is 4:00 am when sounds come harsh Imagination wonders on the soulless bog No one for miles can hear the tapping noises My covers can't protect me in the solitude Isolated land, dark emptiness and mysteries The marsh has secrets too deep to bury The cold outside creeps in through window cracks Floor boards and shingles ache The shack trembles with wind and rain attacks Clearly someone wants inside Some enigma beckons with repetitive cadence poundings Through a peep hole in my door I see it standing Alien red eyes glowing by its outer worldly craft A giant metallic beast entreats me to let it in To borrow a cup of sugar is surely not the plan It landed here for much more than that I yelled in dire fear Who is knocking at my door? Fragile old wood was not the only barrier I think it speaks another language It appears to be not from here *Authors note: I missed the deadline for this contest. I hope you enjoy it anyway. Created on 12/28/15 for - Tammy Reams - 'Who is Knocking at my Door' Poetry Contest