From the Vault: Bedroom Shadows

Chittering noises
From the closet depths
And under beds
Disguised as wind
Or settling wood

The monsters wait
Kept at bay
By blankets
And a tiny light
Jutting from the wall

Spindly legs
Tap the shadow fringe
Searching for a flaw
While hidden eyes
Lock onto sleeping prey

Tempting whispers
Made from desperation
A feeble attempt
To coax the child
From her linen shield

The child stays safe
While the monsters fail
Going hungry once again
Forced to slumber
By the blazing sun

About Charles Yallowitz

Charles E. Yallowitz was born, raised, and educated in New York. Then he spent a few years in Florida, realized his fear of alligators, and moved back to the Empire State. When he isn't working hard on his epic fantasy stories, Charles can be found cooking or going on whatever adventure his son has planned for the day. 'Legends of Windemere' is his first series, but it certainly won't be his last.
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5 Responses to From the Vault: Bedroom Shadows

  1. Kirsten says:

    That’s exactly how I pictured what lurked in the shadows as a child!! Great word pictures :-)

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