Night

Shhhh! The rain silences my scream.
A whispered hiss, solemnly unintended.          
                                                                    
Drip, Drip.                                                       
It bleeds poison on my rooftop.
I am shaken from my terror.

Tisk, Tisk. The winds breathe 
Shakes through the trees. 
It wakes me from my nightmare. 
A favor, might you say.
But I'm still knee-deep in my own fear.  

FLASH! 
Lightening shakes my foot from the grave.  
But I'm oh-so-quick to replace it.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

Poem

Post Comments

Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.

Please Login to post a comment

Be the first to comment on this poem. Encourage this poet.

Get a Premium Membership
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a Premium Membership.
Book: Diverse Voices: The Poetry of Human Rights and the Pursuit of Peace