Jaycee Cervenka Poet Free verse

My Stalker

Eyes, burning into me;
Leaving shivers as they strike
Then look away.

Anger, hanging around me;
Chokingly thick in the air
Like a steamy summer smog.

Movement, quickening near me;
Stalking my ever motion-
A puma awaiting its prey.

Sound, slamming through me;
Warning that the time
Is now at hand.

Okay, Dear, I'm done now.
You may have the bathroom.

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Honestly J.T. May 17, 2015 at 1:08 AM I was thrown off by the bathroom line yet I did enjoy reading this poem -JT Jaycee Cervenka May 17, 2015 at 9:08 PM It was written with a poetic turn..kind of a gotcha that makes the reader think they know exactly what direction the poem is going and changes in its ending.

Arthur Vaso March 13, 2015 at 11:29 PM I was worried you caught me!!!! :) Great poem! Jaycee Cervenka March 21, 2015 at 12:03 PM Hmmmm maybe I did..lol

Jan Allison March 13, 2015 at 7:24 PM ha ha ha oh i can relate to this one Janet - love the twist at the end of the poem:-) - a 7 from me:-) Hugs jan xx Jaycee Cervenka March 13, 2015 at 7:31 PM My hubby is ever so impatient if i get there first to get ready, and then, there's the mornings that he gets up late and decides to take one of his unheard of long showers... Oh the joys of sharing the bathroom with the opposite sex. Women just push each other over and share the mirror. LOL