Terry Miller Poet Rhyme

The Hearse

A foul breath of misty, cold, damp air
brushed across my cheek, caressing hair;
then, unhurriedly, around neckline
while slinking languidly down my spine,
which shivered at that, and eerie sound;
of a four-beat rhythm; shod hooves on ground.
Unearthly screams from deep dark shadows;
the murderous caws of old black crows
disturbed by a corpse in passing hearse.
I held a button and voiced a verse
as it passed me by; alas, in vain,
I spied my face in its windowpane.
Deathly wind drafts in the hearse's wake
ravaged through my flesh - and soul did take.

Something Spooky 8 to 16 lines Poetry Contest, placed 1st.
Sponsored by: Tania Kitchin
Date wrote: 05-October-2021

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Sam Kauffman October 25, 2021 at 10:20 AM Terry, wonderful composed with line after line of vivid imagery. Such a creative story - you were the one in the hearse! Gave me shivers. Congratulations on your win! Terry Miller October 26, 2021 at 1:46 AM Thank you, Sam I appreciate your comments; it was one I really enjoyed writing.

Christuraj Alex October 25, 2021 at 12:13 AM Great story with depth of poesy. Congratulations! Terry Miller October 25, 2021 at 12:57 AM Thank you so much for your kind comments, stay well.

Laura Leiser October 24, 2021 at 4:19 PM This is excellent, Terry! I love how you put your imagery together in such a creative way. You captured the suspense very well! Well deserved top win! :) Terry Miller October 25, 2021 at 12:58 AM Thank you, Laura, for your kind comments.

Tania Kitchin October 24, 2021 at 2:09 PM Terry, congratulations on your first place win, this was a bone chilling superb poem, loved the line about your face in the windowpane! Terry Miller October 25, 2021 at 1:00 AM Thank you, Tania, for your kind comments, placing my poem, and hosting the competition. I find these competitions so inspiring and a great spark to creativity.

Jan Allison October 24, 2021 at 12:04 PM spine tingling good Terry, many congrats on your win:-) hugs Jan xx Terry Miller October 25, 2021 at 1:00 AM Thank you, Jan.

Terry Flood October 24, 2021 at 11:22 AM Another vote fir the ‘windowpane’ line, Terry. And a vote for the whole poem. A well deserved winner. Terry Terry Miller October 25, 2021 at 1:04 AM Thank you, Terry, that line is based on an old English superstition as is holding a button as the Hearse passes.

Caren Krutsinger October 24, 2021 at 1:06 AM "as it passed me by; alas, in vain, I spied my face in its windowpane." I just love this part! Terry Miller October 24, 2021 at 6:33 AM Thank you Caren.

Paulette Calasibetta October 19, 2021 at 2:08 PM Terry, "I spied my face in the windowpane"....says it all~ A chilling tale you've spun. Blessings, Paulette Terry Miller October 21, 2021 at 1:22 AM Thank you, Paulette.

L Milton Hankins October 5, 2021 at 12:43 PM Yep, Terry, this is scary...fine writing for a Halloween contest. Good Luck! I particularly liked "I spied my face in its windowpane." That is chilling! Terry Miller October 6, 2021 at 12:50 AM Thank you Milton, I'm not the best at rhyme, but I enjoyed writing this.