Caren Krutsinger Poet Free verse

An Odd Noise

An odd noise
burglar?
raccoons?
opossum?
murderers?
home intruders?
My imagination is afoot,
and it is conjuring up some interesting scenarios.

A second sound.
also unknown.
on the porch?
in the garage?
in the bedroom closet?
are they coming to get me?
will this be the end?
are they brutal?
are they mean?
are they monsters?

I am deathly quiet now
waiting for them to get me.

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Michelle Faulkner January 6, 2019 at 6:20 PM We had a terrible rainstorm last night, the sounds were so spooky I. thought a ghost was crying in my room! Caren Krutsinger January 6, 2019 at 7:40 PM It is creepy what these sounds can do to us.

M. L. Kiser January 5, 2019 at 4:38 AM Ah that imagination...it does run away with us, sometimes. Caren Krutsinger January 5, 2019 at 9:53 AM It does, and watching crime shows on TV is probably a no-no for me now.