The Mansion On The Hillside

For the Creative Poetry Group

  

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The mansion sats on the hillside

Water crashes on the rocks below

Fog covers the darken earth

A full moon hangs in the sky

An eerie feel surrounds the palace

 

She stands on the balcony over looking

the spectacular view

Home sweet home

Eyes peer from a darken corridor

Tongue licks lips

 

Her flesh prickles with goose bumps

A feeling of impending doom creeps

up her spine

Wolves howl in the distance

Wind shrieks through barren trees

Their branches waving as if trying to

grasp someone

 

Stairs creak as feet step on each step

Breath catches in her throat

Sounds of moaning echo off the walls

The moon spills light from an open window

Something moves in the room up ahead

 

She hovers in a cornor

Frozen with fear

Thunder crackles

Lightning flashes

The beat of her heart vibrates her chest

 

A door sqeaks open

Reality vanishes

Standing before her a vampire

He shows his fangs

"Welcome to my home," Dracula hisses

Her screams mingle with the howling

wolves and wind

 

Author's Note

Tell me what you think!

Reviews

[Brad]

YES! you need to make this into a short story or something...wonderful intro

[Ruth]

I agree with Coyote...this would work well as a poem or indeed an intro to a story...short or otherwise...superb! I loved it :) xx

[Coyote Poetry]

A very good poem. Could be a very nice introduction for a story. I like the mystery and the strong ending. Thank you for a excellent poem.
Coyote

[Marie Harrison]

Love it! Your poem was captivating.
I could feel the tension building.