Barry Stebbings Poet Rhyme

The Spectre

The Spectre

     I saw the spectre cross the hall
     But when I looked into that space
     I saw there was nothing there at all.

     I saw a shadow upon the stair
     As I stood in that haunted place
     And shivered in the evening air.

     Footsteps creaked upon the floor,
     With a slow and shuffling pace,
     The scratching of a ghostly claw.

    Then I felt its dreaded cold embrace
    And in the dusk, upon my face,
    Its fingers left their chilling trace.

    But in the mirror upon the wall
    I saw there was nothing there at all.

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Sara Kendrick October 18, 2017 at 12:35 PM Whoa!! Scary with the imagination running wild or was it??..Enjoyed reading your Halloween work..Thanks for the visit to my page..Sara Barry Stebbings October 19, 2017 at 9:07 AM Thank you for reading and commenting, Sara. It is a mystery. // Barry

Darren White October 17, 2017 at 4:59 AM Great poem Barry... spooky and eerie, and so well written :) Barry Stebbings October 17, 2017 at 12:41 PM Thank you very much, Darren. I appreciate your comment. // Barry

Jan Allison October 16, 2017 at 1:48 PM what creepy chilling imagery, I love the way you built up the tension Barry. thanks for sharing:-) hugs jan xx Barry Stebbings October 16, 2017 at 2:46 PM Thank you, Jan. // Barry