This poem was inspired by Halloween, in the sense that we trust a dangerous unchecked world with our children. I wanted to create a character that was mostly unseen and quiet but frighteningly lethal to encounter. A character that embodied all the known fears from childhood.
It is time again, but they are not prepared.
They will think their eyes deceive them and scratch away the dirt and lint.
In fun not fear they will don their clothes and scare away all but one who knows.
Show me oh laughing child where your love grows.
Here deep within my chest, hidden in a field of dreams.
Where anger is but a small dog who always seems to smile at the passing breeze.
Who are you?
I am the whisper that you hear,
so you stop and freeze in fear,
for there is no one near.
I am the rustle in the bushes, and the crackle of the leaves,
the darkness of the forest and the looming of the trees.
When you walk with me you will feel no ease.
I am the reason you leave the light on in the hall,
And sometimes from your closet I will call.
You whisper “Please toys don’t get up and walk
and never never try to talk.”
But still you haven’t guessed my name
and now I’ll have to end this game.
I am the shadow you saw by chance,
so you stopped to take a second glance,
and there you saw me all alone,
sucking on a femur bone.
We talked…. you shivered from the cold.
I smiled…. and your hair grew old.
I reached…. you lost all your breath
I grabbed…. and scared you to death
Your friends will grieve their loss,
and in their sleep they will toss.
But on the day they say goodbye,
I will make you blink an eye,
and they will jump in such a way,
you’ll say it’s sick the way I play,
but true to nature I’ll always stay.
So, if one day you see something in the corner of your eye,
keep on walking and pass it by,
or it might be the day you die.