Nightmare, a poem by Verona Jones at



written by: Verona Jones



A single lantern shines faintly,
through a mantle of icy mist
when the gentleman abruptly stops.

Soft guttural growl rises in crescendo,
rending the air surrounding him
startling him, he turns a fake bravado.

Neck hairs stand in icy statues,
his heart freezes in his throat
and fear is reflected in his sky blues.

Uneasiness churns his stomach,
too late, he sees the glowing eyes,
thunderstruck, his scream is frozen.

Scuttling backward hurriedly,
escaping his fleeting thought,
such sharp teeth bizarrely…

A patch of blood is all that remains.

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