Whilst walking under a local subway I began to feel a little creeped out and imagined myself in the middle of a horror movie! This resulted in me penning the following lines and on sharing this on my Instagram account, one follower told me I should write a thriller. Who knows, maybe one day! If you would also like to follow my poetry on Instagram you can find me #coachingcreatively.
Subway Scene
The subway air was ghostly cold
It stank of faded fag
The spooky stories she’d been told
Unfolded like used bags
The corridor which once she saw
as part of her routine
Now seemed to have mean things in store
As she heard gurgling screams
Graffiti strikes like sharp-tooth spikes
Pulled grim and grisly faces
The light went out and she thought « Yikes
Of all the blasted places! »
Propelled by fear, she pinched one ear
And woke up from this dream
which was more real than it appeared
Long lived the subway scene
Photo : http://blogs.columbian.com/cat-tales/2016/09/25/is-your-cat-a-scaredy-cat/
wow, you certainly wrote a thriller –
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Was a spooky write! 🙂
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Definitely a case of “He’s behind you!”
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Yep! 🙂
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Wow
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Very vivid descriptions, gave me the heebie jeebies! Best stanza was this one: Graffiti strikes like sharp-tooth spikes / Pulled grim and grisly faces / The light went out and she thought « Yikes / Of all the blasted places! » 🙂
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This specific feedback is so useful thanks Joan 🙂
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Sounds like a subway close to where we used to live. Walking through it always gave me the heebie jeebies! Think I would’ve freaked out if the lights had gone out 😱 I’m glad I no longer live close to it, after reading that!
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I know they can be creepy places! 🙂
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