Of Creaks And Shrieks © Poem by Roann Mendriq

Last night, I woke from a deep sleep,
to hear a swish and then a creak;
The wind began to wail and weep,
I heard myself let out a shriek.

There in the doorway, dark and still,
a shadow loomed foreboding tall;
It began to billow with a chill,
My skin began to clam and crawl.

The shadow shivered, shook and swayed,
like in a frenzied, dervish trance;
Whirling, swirling as if flayed;
in an insane midnight dance.

Trembling, I tumbled, stumbled to the floor,
...that dratted curtain has to go!