Something...in the Water

Two notes, like a single heart beat, a glimpse,

A shadow, that uneasy feeling creeps

Into your stomach, the beat increases

Something brushes past bare legs and startles,

Too far from shore; just try to keep afloat.

The beat again, a tug, a gasp, shock, fear

Screaming will do no good, it's too late now.

No real comprehension of the nightmare

Unfolding beneath the surface, gasp, splash!

Then silence. Relax, it's just a movie.

Caren E. Salas

April PAD prompt: "Something ____"  After running the possibilities through my head Something Wild, Something Boring... Something in the Dark... I remembered we had just watched "Jaws" recently, and found my inspiration.

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Horror Movie

Day 14: A "deadly" or "dangerous" poem. Oooooh, fun. In thinking of all things scary, I started to think of today's average horror movie. Most people that know me, know I'm a fan of the classic monster movies: "Dracula" with Bela Lugosi, "Frankenstien" with Boris Karloff and all those early black and white films. I know a lot of people like today's slasher movies, and hey, whatever floats your boat, but really, the victims are not the brightest light bulbs in the box. So with that thought....a narrative, in tanka form.

Horror Movie

Late night, home alone

A howling sound, heard outside

The storm is raging

And bad news! The phone is dead!

No one will hear if you scream.

And then, a pounding

At the door makes your heart stop.

You slowly get up

And walk over to the door.

Opening it, you look out.

Seeing no one there,

You step out into the rain...

Where a big monster

Eats you up alive, because

YOU ARE TOO STUPID TO LIVE!!

Caren E. Salas

 photo: (Blair Witch Project) moviemaker.com