CW: A place of rest.

“Write a four line poem about a haunted house. (Do this two times: once where each line rhymes and then again with no rhyming at all.)”
– a prompt for this week’s CW piece.
[Source: @DailyPrompt]

 

The floorboards creak
a sanctuary is what I seek.
A bat flies over my head.
I think it’s high time for bed.

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I gently push the front door open.
There’s a soft humming from afar,
but all I can see is darkness.
All those horrors come in handy – I push you in, close the door and run away.

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I’d love to read your interpretations of those pieces. If you cared to share. 

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Stay golden,

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