Time for another poem, this time sent in by Esma. Some lovely imagery in this one.
TICK TOCK GOES THE CLOCK
Tick tock goes the clock...
I went upstairs with strange feelings, turned off the light and went into bed.
I suddenly started feeling so frightened. I felt the lurch in my tummy all tightened.
Something ticking under my bed, maybe I was imaging it all in my head
I felt tired and yet couldn't sleep for a feeling of worry.
I went upstairs with strange feelings, turned off the light and went into bed.
I suddenly started feeling so frightened. I felt the lurch in my tummy all tightened.
Something ticking under my bed, maybe I was imaging it all in my head
I felt tired and yet couldn't sleep for a feeling of worry.
Longing for sleep I look around my room,and see something on my
wall
Is it the branches of a tree that casts a shadow to my bedroom's wall, or something coming towards me...?
A glimpse of a dark shadow appearing right behind me. I got out of my bed slowly looking to see what was lying under my bed...
Two polished black shoes standing across, waiting for me. I stood up to see a man with a funny mask smiling at me...
Is it the branches of a tree that casts a shadow to my bedroom's wall, or something coming towards me...?
A glimpse of a dark shadow appearing right behind me. I got out of my bed slowly looking to see what was lying under my bed...
Two polished black shoes standing across, waiting for me. I stood up to see a man with a funny mask smiling at me...
By Esma Leymun
