The Room at the Top of the Stairs
From somewhere above you
The floor creaks
And you pick up the threads of a tune
Drifting through cracks in the ceiling
It steals its way into the room
You lay the book on the table
Closed on the final chapter
“Who’s there?” you call to the darkness
The clock in the hall chimes the answer
This leaves me wondering how many times the clock chimed!
ReplyDeleteGreat poem...I really enjoyed it.
Here's mine:
ascendingthehills.blogspot.com/2012/04/poetry-challenge-day-12.html