Image by analogicus from Pixabay
Strange sounds emanating from the walls
Pulse racing, blood pounding
Everything had changed
Looking through my window
Looking at a different vista
Blinded by panic, 
I froze, hands balled into fists
Nerves jangling, as if I had stuck my toe
           in a light plug
Danger, my mind repeated
I could not run, feet stuck to the floor
Neighbours walking towards my front door
Gaining momentum, they start knocking, 
       echoing the sound from the walls...

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9 responses to “Hold Tight… #Poetry”

  1. Don’t you just hate those paralysed moments of being rooted to the spot.. :-) Great poem

    1. Thank you, Sue…

  2. It reminds me of wild dreams I’ve had!

    1. That’s interesting…

  3. Interesting poem Anita! Very visual and anxiety provoking I found!

    1. Sorry about that…

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    Stephen Tanham

    Eeek! Loved it, Anita…

    1. Happy to oblige, Steve. Anita sends her regards!

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