A Poem by Adam Latham

I saw her standing by my bed,

She woke me from my fitful sleep,

I felt her stroke my fevered head,

A touch that made my chilled flesh creep.


My confused brain could not discern

Her nature by the candle glow,

Which gave her form an eerie turn

Of flickering gold from head to toe.


A smell like mould and musty books

Hung heavy on the nighttime air,

As two red eyes cast soulless looks

That caught me in their sinister stare.


Her face was gnarled and lined with age,

Her mouth an open gaping maw,

A twisted terror wrapped in rage

The likes of which I never saw.


She forced one hand onto my lips

To quell the murmurs of a shout,

Then with her others fingertips

Reached down and pinched my candle out.

© 2018 Adam Latham

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This is a really amazing poem, I enjoyed the horror aspect of it..

Posted 8 Months Ago

Brilliant slide into the spooky unknown! Your lines are well crafted with rhyme, rhythm, & a somewhat staccato pace to suggest this entity honing in on the narrator, step by step. I love the way you use all the senses to build up a scene that can be felt by the reader. The ending is suggestively abrupt & thought-provoking as we wonder what happens next in the dark!??!! *smile* Fondly, Margie

Posted 12 Months Ago

I love it! After I read it, I was thinking what happened after the candle went out. Great ending! A bit scary!

Posted 1 Year Ago

Ooh that’s good! I love the ending. A very captivating little story.

Posted 1 Year Ago

1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Adam Latham

1 Year Ago

Thank you so much, Elle! :) I must confess, I really like the ending too...
OH Wow! This is so good and creepy. I TOTALLY love this write. awesome

Posted 1 Year Ago

1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Adam Latham

1 Year Ago

Thank you so much for the lovely review, Alex! :) I'm so happy that you like it and that you found .. read more

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Added on February 2, 2018
Last Updated on February 2, 2018


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Adam Latham

Stoke-on-Trent, United Kingdom

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