Frederic Parker Poet Free verse

And Then It Stopped

A dark night, no stars, no moon,
light rain
the rumble of distant thunder
a gunshot, close
the sound of feet,   running
loud voices,    screaming
a car door slamming shut
tires skidding
another gunshot
a pause,
footsteps on the porch
doorknob turning
a rattle of the door
deadbolt holding
police siren, closing fast
footsteps moving 
and then it stopped
distant thunder, light rain
no stars, no moon

6/2/17

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John Hamilton July 9, 2017 at 12:53 PM Congrats Frederick on a suspense filled write very worthy winner on a very hard contest to judge so many good entries on this one, nice to see yours at the finish line!

Daniel Turner July 9, 2017 at 6:37 AM Back to say congratulations Frederic. It was a hard contest to judge. A lot of great poems, including this one:)

Craig Cornish July 8, 2017 at 12:45 PM Love the way this is constructed and the throbbing mystery of ot

Heidi Sands July 8, 2017 at 9:06 AM Congratulations Frederic :)

Lin Lane July 8, 2017 at 8:47 AM I loved this one the first time I read it. Congrats, Frederic.

Janice Canerdy July 8, 2017 at 8:03 AM Frederic, you have concisely and poetically summarized so many of the stories I hear on the news. Congrats on your win! Janice

John Lawless July 8, 2017 at 8:02 AM ...Just another night in the city....Great job Frederic. I especially like the repetition of the phrases in the final couplet.....offering the illusion that all had returned to normal

Joanna Daniel July 4, 2017 at 9:52 AM Perfect poem for the contest, Frederic, makes one wonder what took place!!

Heidi Sands July 3, 2017 at 5:57 PM Wow Frederic. This was very suspenseful! Well done!!

Suzanne Delaney July 3, 2017 at 11:59 AM Nothing more final than life stopping and you magnified it by stopping nature. Good Luck in the contest. SuZ

Elizabeth Kinch July 3, 2017 at 3:40 AM Deep brutality Frederic. Good luck in the contest with this intriguing write.

Daniel Turner July 2, 2017 at 11:09 PM Intense, is what it was for me. Building and building, perfect for the contest, Frederic:)

Lin Lane July 2, 2017 at 6:46 PM Sitting on the edge of my chair, waiting to find out the who, what, and why...and then you stopped. Good building of excitement, Frederic.

Andrea Dietrich July 2, 2017 at 5:42 PM hey, I really like the way your poem just stopped too. It really "showed" the mood of the piece. Great job, Frederic. yeah, I often do the sad love poems. I was always crushing on the guys who did not like me back!

White Wolf July 2, 2017 at 5:29 PM A gripping write, Frederic! Well done