The Daily Poem Poetry Collection

Whispers in the Night

Whispers in the Wind

The hush is broken by a sound,
a hollow whisper in the night.
I raise my head to look around.
Imagination feeds my fright

I strain and though my ears deny
that anything is now amiss,
the mem’ry of a fading cry
still haunts me in night’s dark abyss.

“Perhaps it’s only wind,” I say,
“that stimulates my sense of fear.”
Then darkness moves within the gray
light. Monster spiders coming near!

I watch as they surround my bed,
their movements as they flow and ebb,
knowing that I’ll soon be dead
at they spin their silken web.

With a start, I sit upright.
Was it no more than a dream,
whispers of the wind at night
causing me to toss and scream?

I try to move but find I’m caught -
sheets are wrapped around me tight..
With a laugh, I see what brought
monsters to my dreams at night.

I grab a paper, jot a note,
which is this Daily Poem I wrote.

An entry for the October 11th round of "The Daily Poem" 
Prompt: Whispering Winds
Words to Use: hollow, haunt, stimulate, deny, hush
Poetry Form: Any of your choice.
Form: Quatrains  
Line Limit: 200
Line Count: 26