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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic

A poem.

Shivers slither up your body

As a cold wind starts to blow

Trembling, your muscles tighten

Light collapses to shadow

Angry clouds roll over your head

Shudder as you close your eyes

Gasp for air but can't quite catch it

Heartbeat slowly starts to rise

Sirens roar off in the distance

Urging you to run and hide

Air around you starts to crackle

Bursting as you run inside

Ground beneath your feet convulses

Legs give out, you're on the floor

Deafened as the thunder rumbles

Smoke pours through an open door

Fire quickly swallows the room

Running out of space to flee

Dragging yourself to a corner

Soon you will be worry free

Suddenly you wake in your room

Lying safely in your bed

Heart is pounding, pulse is racing

All alone with looming dread

 


Submitted: June 09, 2021

© Copyright 2021 Kenneth Wood. All rights reserved.

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panteleon

I enjoyed this poetic exploration of a nightmare fire. Lots of 'lovely' panick-words, collapses, convulses, crackle. Words relating to air and breathing or to heat and light run through your poem and are not used in the most obvious places.

Wed, June 9th, 2021 8:05pm

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