The Watchers

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They guess that I'm unaware. But I realize who's lurking there. Watching every move I dare, Breathing with each breath I bear. The apples from the tree do tell, As they rot where they fell. The footsteps in the night do creak. As they wander where I sleep. I feel the eyes upon my back. As I walk along the track. The hairs on my neck stand tall, As I hear the whispered call. But who is this that follows me? A friend or foe, I cannot foresee. Their presence brings both fear and dread. As I lie awake in bed. So I will wait and watch with care. And grasp the comments they may bear. In the finale, I'll realize the truth. And find the courage to break loose.

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John Loving Iii

Date: 6/19/2023 3:38:00 PM

Mysterious

Joe Maverick

Date: 6/12/2023 3:40:00 PM

Such creeps eh Sotto? Yet there it is. Sick People are out there sure enough and with All the cameras; much will be seen it seems? Not for good though just my idea '

David Fisher

Date: 6/11/2023 5:35:00 PM

Wow, this is so gripping, and each stanza leads the reader to wonder what's next.

Bj Legros Kelley

Date: 6/11/2023 3:48:00 PM

This is spooky Sotto, I pray when that type thing happens! I think when you have a creepy feeling, it's a creep, if not, then you'd feel peace. I hope this isn't really happening to you! Makes my hair stand uo on the back of my own neck, this is a perfect poem for October, it is also a good poem for a spooky tales session around a campfire! Yikes!!