Mark Woods Poet Rhyme

My Monsters

In the dark of night 
The monsters came
Creeping and creaking, 
Breathing my name.

Peeking through windows
Slipping under my bed
Upon closing my eyes
They entered my head.

Coming out of the fog
Intending to kill
Chasing and racing
Craving blood for a swill.

I’d wake to my screams
Coming out of my throat
Heart beating fiercely
Like a drum to the note.

Then they’d be gone
Heading back to the shadows
Waiting till dusk
Like death for the gallows.

They'd always be back
Taunting my mind
Scratching and scraping
Whenever inclined.

As I got older
They changed how they fed
Feasting on doubts
Their method instead.

Using my forbears
Their sins and their crimes
Planting the seeds
In the back of my mind.

Could the sins of the father
Be the sins of the son
Promoting the notion
Wrongs may be rerun. 

Could the demons from past
Walk to the future
Festering inside me
Much like a tumour.

Maybe this blood 
That courses my veins
Is genetically soiled 
Carries a stain.

So if you hear screams
In the dead of night
It’s me and my terrors
Please consider my plight. 

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Beautiful Scars August 7, 2016 at 7:15 PM Mark, congrats on your placement with this wonderful poem :)-luloo

Sunita U.D Palawon August 7, 2016 at 11:10 AM Food for thought indeed...Congrats on your win. :) Sunita

Richard Lamoureux August 6, 2016 at 9:54 AM Congrats on your win in my contest.

Skat A October 14, 2015 at 10:28 PM Mark, Congratulations on your awesome win. SKAT :) Mark Woods October 15, 2015 at 3:10 AM Cheers SKAT, I was fortunate to get onto the board.

Dr. Upma A. Sharma October 13, 2015 at 11:55 PM Wonderful take on the theme Mark with this superb winning write! Big congrats! Mark Woods October 14, 2015 at 3:31 AM Thanks Doc, I didn't manage to quite say it but I really do think our minds are our own worst enemies sometimes.

Michael Tor October 13, 2015 at 4:51 PM Clevely written Mark and a well deserved win to you! Congratulations my friend. Mark Woods October 14, 2015 at 3:27 AM Cheers Michael, for whatever reason it was a poem that just worked, I'm pleased it came together the way it did.

Sandra Haight October 13, 2015 at 2:22 PM Great poem, Mark! Love the rhythm which seems to enhance the sense of fear! Congrats on your HM win! Mark Woods October 14, 2015 at 3:24 AM Thank you Sandra, I did try and write it with a fast beat, and I was really pleased that a rhythm was maintained.

Balveen Cheema October 13, 2015 at 11:20 AM Absolutely superb! The imagery overlapping with a philosophical approach is amazing! Congrats Mark! Mark Woods October 14, 2015 at 3:21 AM Cheers Balveen, I'd love to say I'm a genius and I planned it! But it was a write that came to me and I just went with the flow, and I do really think we are all born with monsters and that as we age they change.

Lindsay Laurie October 5, 2015 at 7:22 PM G'day Mark... enjoyed reading your poem with its nice flow and the topic of 'like father like son' is not uncommon - Lindsay Mark Woods October 14, 2015 at 3:17 AM So sorry Lindsay I missed your comment, so please don't think I was rude! Yes, I think we all look at our forefathers and hope some of their evils don't infect our lives as well.

Robert Lindley October 2, 2015 at 9:30 AM Slay them with light works better but some few are greatly armored to resist the light treatment. Those call for sincerest prayer for God's divine help..

Eve Roper September 27, 2015 at 11:48 AM Love the way you carried your monsters for youth to adult. Very good poem I really enjoyed reading. Hugs Eve Mark Woods September 27, 2015 at 1:02 PM Thank you Eve, I knew I wanted to do this poem in the two parts but between you and me I spent a fair bit of time scratching my head how to achieve that.

Robert Lindley September 26, 2015 at 11:50 PM Excellent writing and have seen and felt the same dark culprits.. A7 and adding this dark gem to my fav list. Robert Lindley October 2, 2015 at 9:30 AM Slay them with light works better but some few are greatly armored to resist the light treatment. Those call for sincerest prayer for God's divine help.. Mark Woods September 27, 2015 at 1:45 AM Thank you Robert, I think we all have nagging worries in our mind and we just need to do our best to keep them at bay.

Miraj Raha September 26, 2015 at 9:42 AM Your monsters are not different from any of us,and you ask some relevant questions which needs answering.Lastly remember,those screams in the dead of night should be shared,you might find a true friend who has similar monsters like yours. Mark Woods September 26, 2015 at 2:09 PM We will always have our monsters it's how we deal with them is that is important. Thank you Miraj

CayCay Godwin September 26, 2015 at 7:18 AM Great rhyme and crisp flow that touches on the truth of what goes on in our heads. I think this is a great and relevant write ... CayCay CayCay Godwin September 28, 2015 at 11:35 AM Yes, indeedy - you met you 'fast' goal ... CayCay Mark Woods September 26, 2015 at 2:12 PM Did it read fast? I wanted it to read fast because terror shouldn't read slow. and as always thank you for your fabulous support : )

Nette Onclaud September 26, 2015 at 6:25 AM You made me shiver with your gripping lines, mark.. greeat stuff!.. huggs Mark Woods September 26, 2015 at 2:06 PM That's good Nette (in a nice way), I think my bad dreams are no different to anyone else's. I'm hoping that shiver is because you can identify..