Clickity Clack

***This poem was inspired by the photo prompt on The Haunted Wordsmiths’s Fiction Prompt-June 1***
 
Clickity clack
don’t look back
you never know 
what it is you will see.
Warned you were
more than once
to not walk these streets
alone
at night
within the dark pools of light.
Clickity clack
don’t look back
you can hear 
can you not
the blade drawing near?
Beads of sweat
glisten at your brow
your breath
hitched
caught in fear.
Clickity clack
don’t look back
danger is near
hot breath 
on your neck.
Screams of terror
eaten by the night
no one can hear
and if they did
no one would care
for you knew.
Clickity clack
don’t look back
tempted fate you did
falling prey to the culling knife
pretty pretty girl
warned you were.
©June 1/19

Author: Jay-lyn Doerksen

A single hard working mom of a soon to be teenage son. A poet and story teller I have wanted to write since I was a child. This space is where I share stories about myself and my life and the creative poetry that stirs my soul. My hope is you will pull up a chair and a cup of coffee delving into the world that I offer and you find simple enjoyment for a few moments. Welcome to The Wonderful & Wacky World of One Single Mom

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