Attic Stairwell
Shrouded in paranormal mist
Are strange, mysterious vortices –
Portals to branch universes
Where rapt interdimensional
Denizens raise chills on napes of
Dreamers’ pale, unsuspecting necks;
Where breathless awareness bristles
In silent, prayerful pleas offered
Of devoured skepticism;
Where moonless, dark shadows obscure
Peripherally-detected,
Indistinct, yet certain movement;
Where eerie, indiscernible
Conversations of by-gone times
Float away on waves of chilled air;
Where dog’s nervous growls fall upon
Invisible energy of
Ghostly, sinister intention:
To feed on visceral fears of
Those awakened in blinding black
By sounds of descending footsteps.
© 2008

The Attic Stairwell by Gianetta Ellis, unless otherwise expressly stated, is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works 3.0 United States License.
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