There's such a beautiful silence,
on this eerie black-clad night.
A couple of flickering candles,
are casting an ambient light.
A sleeping dog in the hallway,
stretched out on a red-tiled floor;
is oblivious to all, when a shadow,
slowly looms up to the door.
An old clock is ticking so quietly,
to the regular beat of my heart.
A sudden loud rap on the door,
wakes us up, with a jolt and a start.
I open it very gingerly;
giving a short, but nervous cough.
My elderly neighbour is asking...
" Is YOUR wretched power still off?"
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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yes good one. what a twist. superb again ann xx
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Alright...you made me smile!!
Your work is such a pleasure to read...wish Honey Bear was on more, she would LOVE this.
Great job Ann, thanks for sharing!
Always,
Terri.
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