The Old Hag
A Sensational II Challenge Poem
In a burst of mephitic vapors, she encompasses to fill the blackness of the room
She circles about until she decides to finally land, settling heavy on my chest
In fear and disgust, I taste the bitter bite of my own blood as I'm put to the test
Enthralled in the battle, I seek freedom - and though I'm awake, I look with unseeing eyes in the darkness of night
While only the sound of my fear and her crude laughter denote the unreality of my plight
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Cindy Calder
From Charleston SC - "I am still learning." Michelangelo
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Comments (14)
This is such an original take on the Sensational II challenge, Cindy! Definitely the stuff of nightmares! Good luck on the challenge! The pic is incredible, too!
Ooh like sleep paralysis. Those waking nightmares? Terrifying! You capture it well, almost dreamy in pace, yet the content holds the real fear.
Brilliant!
Whoo. Wouldn't want her around, though you've described her brilliantly. Full horror points!
How horrific! Good thing I’m reading this in the morning and not before bed! Well done, Cindy!
Felt a sense of power amidst the darkness. Well written.
Short and sweet a nightmare plight.
Gripping, terrifying and soooo intense!! This is brilliant Cindy, such a great entry for the challenge but also for the spooky season!! 😁
Omg that was perfect. What a feeling.
Terrifyingly brilliant...and brilliantly terrifying!!
Oh my. This was scary. That picture enhanced it too but the visual your words created made it chilling.
Crumbs, I'm glad I didn't read this before I went to bed!
Lovely poem mam.....
Your poem deeply expresses the toxicity and struggle of existence. The yearning for freedom and the sensation of being seen by invisible eyes illuminate the complexities of the human mind. This experience is a form of war—an insight that articulates our inner battles. The combination of the voice of fear and the harsh laughter attempts to break the bonds of reality, while deeply feeling the difficulties of despair. With your words, you not only depict a mental conflict but also provide a profound analysis of the complexities of human existence. It is indeed a wonderful poem. To appreciate it, one must choose great words.