Creeping fog
White: Wonderland Poetry Prompt Challenge Day 20
Fog
silently
enveloped the
neglected cottage
in a wispy white shroud.
She stepped warily
through The Door,
bewildered
rudderless.
Help!
she begged.
Her plea pierced the evening’s
white-washed canvas.
H e l p !
H e l p ! H e l p !
H e l p !
The
anguished
echo
rippled
around
the void.
Wraith-like
slowly swaying
she turned as pale as
the faded cotton curtains
fluttering, stuttering in the
gaping windows watching
the hapless soul slump
in an untidy heap
at the foot of
the stairs.
Her
feeble
heartbeat
the sole sign
of life in the expanse
of white on white
on white as
everything
turned midnight
black...
for her.
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Written for: White: Wonderland Poetry Prompt Challenge Day 20
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#1: Truth or lies
#2: The Door
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Comments (4)
wow - the feeling of helplessness in this. What a poem!
Oh no! I spoke too soon!! You built the tension so powerfully in this! On I go!
Excellent tone in this poem. Love it .
Nice work . Captivating poem