Friend, Foe, or Otherwise?


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The wind whipped steady at my door                                                                                                       and the floor                                                                                                                                                   creaked like dead wood. Warped. Rotted in                                                                                              sodden gray light

miasma from a                                                                                                                                     chasm, ringing night sweats.  “Friend, foe, or otherwise?” I murmured to the                            darkness. No answer.                                                                                                                         Silence grinding  a place                                                                                                                  where Poe’s  raven would have been welcome. Dark wings                                                               or anything                                                                                                                                                     I could see.

But no. This guest of a ghost                                                                                                             trickster, lights flickering dim.                                                                                                               And yet.

I welcomed it.

The old house no longer empty.

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This poem is in response to the Daily Prompt Guest

14 comments on “Friend, Foe, or Otherwise?

  1. maxwell1313 says:

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  2. johncoyote says:

    I enjoyed this poem. You led the reader to interesting ending.

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  3. johncoyote says:

    Reblogged this on johncoyote and commented:
    Amazing poetry by a talented writer. Please read and enjoy.

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  4. Great poem. Eerie with a nice little twist.

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  5. dornahainds says:

    These words definitely have a touch, style a voice that even I think Mr. Poe would certainly love.

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  6. healy24yang says:

    I love the Gothic imagery here. The poem reminds me of the work of Mary Elizabeth Coleridge. Are you publishing your poetry? You really should!

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  7. AprilEsutton says:

    Love an old house! Glad this one isn’t empty anymore.

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