Creaky floors and creaky doors
The haunted house hears me
Creeping along the staircase
Hoping the ghostly ghouls won’t see.
Suddenly the silence shatters
Nerves are torn in tiny tatters
A deathly scream is all that matters
I think it is time to flee.
© Alison Jean Hankinson
For d’Verse.….. where creak was the prompt, I had already written two quadrilles today but neither of them fitted the prompt….so this was the result.
Image available in public domain House Cemetry-haunted house- By darksouls1 [CC0], via Wikimedia Commons