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Poetry: Haunted houses

by Jon Coe

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Creaking doors and footsteps nearing
floorboards bending, frozen, fearing
Slamming shutters, hanging gutters
icy breath, of haunting mutters

Chimney pots wobbling, shoddy slate
moss and ivy growing, walls they ate
Dripping water, faucets leaking
darkened rooms, light seeking

Shadows lurking in the corner
Little Miss Muffet, Jack Horner
Puddings and curds, cobwebs and whey
spiders on tuffets eating their prey

Rattling glass, green with mildew
old stove tops covered in stew
Splintering beams, termites will eat all
knocking on wood, the death watch beetle

Howling winds, from east and west
tree's fingers tapping in jest
Crows and Ravens, roosting on eaves
rats and mice, rustling in leaves

Daring to sleep, I take my leave
rickety staircase, I must believe
Saying my prayers, I go to bed
when I awaken, I hope I'm not dead

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