Psychotic’s Mountain Retreat – a pantoum

In fading light,
bright corners darken.
Silence replaces old echoes so
I tread softly.

Bright corners darken,
the floorboards squeak.
I tread softly.
The mountain wind stirs and

the floorboards squeak
with bestial scraping.
The mountain wind stirs and
the cabin shudders.

With bestial scraping,
guttural and breaking,
the cabin shudders.
I clutch for the walls.

Guttural and breaking
silence replaces old echoes so
I clutch for the walls,
in fading light.

_____________
Sean Monaghan

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About Sean Monaghan

Writer. Voracious reader.
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3 Responses to Psychotic’s Mountain Retreat – a pantoum

  1. “With bestial scraping,
    guttural and breaking,”

    Love that line. Very bleak, ominous.

  2. the rythms and visuals are exquisite and haunting. This remnds me of the insides of Poe’s mind. Nicely penned, S.

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