Thompson Emate Poet Quatrain

The Raging Night

I needed to hide from the monsters at the window,
So I became a mouse,
To hide in the house,
So they wouldn’t see my shadow.

I could hear their noises,
Their target was gone,
It was near dawn,
They spoke with angry voices.

They stormed away,
I couldn’t be identified,
I was no longer terrified,
I wished I could be cloaked in the day.


June 20, 2024.

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Mystic Rose Rose July 21, 2024 at 3:12 AM lol guess we never know what lies on the other side, unless we become a mouse, great write for the contest, congrats on your 1st place win, T Thompson Emate July 21, 2024 at 3:53 AM Thank you, Mystic Rose Rose. I'm honoured.

Matt Caliri July 20, 2024 at 8:43 PM Congrats on placing 1st out of 35 entries! I loved your subtle, creepy style. It felt very real. I felt like I was the mouse in the short amount of lines you have to convey the feelings. Which makes it so impressive. Subtle and provocative. Thompson Emate July 20, 2024 at 10:42 PM Thank you, Matt. I'm deeply honoured.