Scary Story

Crumbling ruin of an old abandoned house,
a figure suddenly appears in the upper window
just staring out, just staring, not moving
you’ve seen those movies, felt the trepidation
tensed to the screech of a lone violin
maybe a ghost, you can’t tell from here
part of you wants to investigate,
another part wants to keep walking
you decide to keep walking
who made that decision, maybe now
you are intrigued, who’s running the show
and that figure in the window, was it you
from the future, or perhaps from the past
don’t think like that, keep walking
furious violin crescendo: RUN!!




About Bob OHearn

My name is Bob O'Hearn, and I live with my Beloved Mate, Mazie, in the foothills of the Northern California Sierra Nevada Mountains. I have a number of blog sites you may enjoy: Photo Gallery: Essays on the Conscious Process: Compiled Poetry and Prosetry: Verses and ramblings on life as it is: Verses and Variations on the Investigation of Mind Nature: Verses on the Play of Consciousness: Poetic Fiction, Fable, Fantabulation: Poems of the Mountain Hermit: Love Poems from The Book of Yes: Autobiographical Fragments, Memories, Stories, and Tall Tales: Ancient and modern spiritual texts, creatively refreshed: Writings from selected Western Mystics, Classic and Modern: Wisdom of a Spirit Guide: Thank You!
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