What’s
that between the closet crack?
Something
lurking behind your back
Is
there a beast beneath the bed?
Or
hanging 'bove your downturned head
What’s
in the dark? You’re wondering
A
face? A tail? A beast? Something
But
in the morning they’re all gone,
They
light’s chased everything along
You
open up the closet crack,
Nothing lurks behind your back
What’s
in the dark? There is nothing,
No
face, no tail, no beasts, no thing
The
nighttime comes, as does the dark,
The
dog next door desists its bark
And
that must mean the things are back,
Staring
through the closet crack
What’s
in the dark? What did it bring?
A
face? A tail? Yes there is something
Blackness,
darkness everywhere,
Things
are coming, intent to scare
The
house is silent, yet you hear,
Sounds
from the closet crack you fear.
What’s
in the dark? What’s through the crack?
Spawning
beasts born in the black
Your
parents tell you that it’s nothing,
Your
friends call you a 'baby’, laughing
But there’s
something there, a fact,
Inside
the dark, waiting to act
What’s
in the dark? You know it’s there,
A
face, a tail, the beast, its lair
The dark
had scarce begun that night,
When
you still have most of your sight
You
tiptoe ‘cross the carpet floor,
And
quickly close the closet door
What’s
in the dark? You’ll never see,
No
face, no tail, the beast is free
For
now that the door was closed,
The
monster could go where it chose
And
now it fills every shadow and nook,
Disappearing
wherever you look.
What’s
in the dark? The monster paces,
Around
the room, in the black places
Fear
fills the dark where the monster flits,
Its
eyes watch you with invisible slits
Then
in one moment, night-black dyed,
You
throw the door to the closet wide!
What’s
in the dark? You’ve broke its snare,
Its
face, its tail, the beast is there
It’s
not hidden behind your back,
You
look at it, the monster black
It
fills the whole small closet space,
The
shadow beast, its nightmare face
What’s
in the dark? You stare right at it,
The
whole of the beast inside the closet
And
then it went without a sound,
Disappeared,
never to be found
The
beast behind the closet crack,
Was
gone where it could not come back
What's in the dark? You know it now,
What's in the dark's what you allow
What's in the dark's what you allow
So I have to admit that while I love each of your poems for very different reasons - this one made me literally exclaim "WHOA. YES!" when I read the final sentence. What a spectacular culmination to an expertly crafted journey through powerful emotions. A truly triumphant ending.
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