Gaslight

Gaslight

A Poem by Helen Margaret Crutchett




 

Gaslight

 

A gaslight's hazy beam flickers

though the thick pea fog of London

grim gray shadows dance on cobbled streets

moon yet to rise to light my way

 

Feet slippery

I cling to deserted doorways

As I stretch shaking arms feeling my way 

I take cover from the drizzling sleet

Now chilling my bones to the bitter core

 

I listen and shudder as I hear eerie chimes in the

distance getting closer and closer


Then the sound of a horse and carriage

plunging through the soup night as if

Jack the Ripper himself was in pursuit

 

 

In my terrified mind I observe in a strangely

detached manner, concluding I have

been plummeted into another dimension...


Is this a dream and will I awaken from this ghastly nightmare soon?


Or, find myself in the shadows of the dark side of the moon?

 

 

 

 

 

(c) Helen M. Crutchett (All rights reserved)

 

 

 

 

 

 


© 2018 Helen Margaret Crutchett



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Helen Margaret Crutchett
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Although I don't remember carriages in London, I am old enough to remember horse drawn milk carts , gaslight, cobbled streets and "pea soup" fogs. Your descriptions were convincing enough for me to recall those memories. Your hint of menace suggested that you are probably a "fan " of Sherlock Holmes, or Dickens, as Ned Kelly doesn't quite have the same ambience:-)
The different line lengths are very effective in creating the "flashes " of image that create a good sense of tension in the narrative.

Norman



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1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Helen Margaret Crutchett

2 Years Ago

Thank you for your meaningful review Norman. Yes indeed I am great fan of Sherlock and Dickens! Ned.. read more



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Although I don't remember carriages in London, I am old enough to remember horse drawn milk carts , gaslight, cobbled streets and "pea soup" fogs. Your descriptions were convincing enough for me to recall those memories. Your hint of menace suggested that you are probably a "fan " of Sherlock Holmes, or Dickens, as Ned Kelly doesn't quite have the same ambience:-)
The different line lengths are very effective in creating the "flashes " of image that create a good sense of tension in the narrative.

Norman



Posted 2 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Helen Margaret Crutchett

2 Years Ago

Thank you for your meaningful review Norman. Yes indeed I am great fan of Sherlock and Dickens! Ned.. read more
Helena, Great descriptions, I like the other world atmosphere as I enjoy reading stories and poems set in foggy London. Shades of Sherlock Holmes....
Thank you for your invitation; I look forward to exchanging ideas
Diane

Posted 3 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Helen Margaret Crutchett

3 Years Ago

You are welcome Diane.....and many thanks for reading and reviewing "Gaslight'!

Helen.. read more

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Added on September 19, 2015
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Tags: gaslight, shadows, moon, sleet, bones, horse, dark

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Helen Margaret Crutchett
Helen Margaret Crutchett

N.S.W., Australia



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