In the Dark

"IN THE DARK" - Alexis Grey

Somewhere in the dark

is a threat

with a talon

waiting for me to put a right step wrong

I hear its rattling breath
from the corner
where I cower
If I make a sound I know it won't be long
before it takes me over
rips my sinews
takes my soul
I must be very quiet, very strong
Soon it will be daybreak
through the window
of this hell hole
and I'll be safely back in light where I belong



BIO:  Alexis Grey lives in an old farm house in the New Zealand countryside where her imagination is free to take flight. She has had her poetry published in numerous anthologies and is currently working on a book of poetry for children.

Countdown

"COUNTDOWN" - Alexis Grey

Death’s clammy fist beats loudly upon my weather beaten and padlocked wooden door,

Its hoarse voice vibrates at my windows and disturbs the patterned teacups

shaking on shelves, rattling my false teeth in the bedside tumbler,

“Go away,” I sob feebly from beneath hand crocheted covers

where I remain tucked so securely in, curled up

tight, counting down the long black hours until

the shiny signs of daybreak come creeping

underneath slim cracks to chase away

the ominous clawed threat that

nightly calls on me

in the dark

when I’m

alone.

BIO:  Alexis Grey lives in an old farm house in the New Zealand countryside where her imagination is free to take flight. She has had her poetry published in numerous anthologies and is currently working on a book of poetry for children.