Poetry by Jeff Green


Night time thoughts

by cricketjeff on July 14, 2008.  © Jeff Green, All rights reserved

Was that a step behind you
And that, the creaking floor?
The darks that seems to blind you
And close the squeaking door

The noises in the night-time
The movements not quite seen
It never is the right time
The slate is not quite clean

Each little sound can scare you
And take your breath away
I really want to dare you
To face your death today!

Author notes

just playing with some multiple rhymes