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Saturday, November 24, 2007

TAP�TAP�TAP

Eyes wide open, nary a light to see.

Smells exhumed moist; exotic rich is the earth.

Silence hums in an ever darkened dream.

Tap�Tap�Tap; encased, secure.

Voice screams; no one to hear.

Tap�Tap�Tap; life flashes to a blur.

Ears ring; suffocation comes slow.

Trapped resignation; fears now grow.

Footsteps crunch softly somewhere above.

The dark silence ensues; coldness comes.

Tap�Tap�tap�

J. Allen Wilson � 11-2007

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Reviewed by m j hollingshead

Reviewed on December 30, 2007

whew!! good one

Reviewed by Ed Matlack

Reviewed on November 25, 2007

Puts me in mind of a Hitchcock movie of some kind, so much so that it could produce nightmares on this end...I won't read this one to Rufuz, he is too young and impressionable...;) Ed

Reviewed by Karen Palumbo

Reviewed on November 25, 2007

Gee, this does carry an eerie tingling to it, one that we do not usually experience, nicely written...

Be safe,
Karen

Reviewed by Karen Vanderlaan

Reviewed on November 24, 2007

eerie write-

Reviewed by blue soplain (Reader)

Reviewed on November 24, 2007

makes me very claustrophobic and un.nerved.. .
the words entangle and snare excellently. . . onomatopeia{?}ish . .
clever and quick.
ness }{---

Reviewed by D Johnson

Reviewed on November 24, 2007

This reminds me of something Edgar Allan Poe would have written...nice work.

Peace,
Dan

Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner

Reviewed on November 24, 2007

A claustrophobic feel to this pen, J.Allen. POWERFULLY effective!

(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.

Reviewed by Susan de Vegter

Reviewed on November 24, 2007

I'm trying to catch my breath reading this. The overwhelming fear that you generate in your words is eerie. You gave my emotions a jolt J.Allen.
Love and blessings!
Susan

Reviewed by Kathy Armijo

Reviewed on November 24, 2007

tap... tap ... tap...
Are you there? Gosh, I hope so!

God bless you. Kathy

Reviewed by Mr. Ed

Reviewed on November 24, 2007

A very dark dream, indeed, my friend!

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