Waking up

From my comfortable bed a noise disturbed me
Early morning
Sleepiness making me
Unsure if I heard, saw, felt anything
The shadow passes the door
Bolts me wide awake and senses alert
Face I don’t know peers in with a calming (he thinks!)
Like he’s lulling
a child
To sleep, so confident of his ability
I am jolted further as my mind tells me
He came
My child rests up there and I need to know
She is safe, unharmed from this.
I get up my blood boiling, heart pounds
Tribal beat in me
Protect, deflect
I yell like something unearthly, in language
I do not understand a word
While you can
Across the garden and to the fence give chase
Back inside the door you left open, ill you said (drunk)
Letting this person into the home
Two at a time
Stairs taken
I get into the room of my child
Where she lies awake,  safe, unharmed
I look into the room where you are now
And see you
Huddled, afraid
Didn’t even move till I told you it was safe.



Author: ailsacawley

I have written since I can remember. First inspired by the wonderful stories of Roald Dahl, the Brothers Grimm etc. I adore myths and magic of all sorts, though I read so many genres it's impossible to classify it all!! Some of my poetry is truth with a healthy (or unhealthy depending on your view!),dose of magic and fiction and others are pure fiction. I'll leave you to decide for yourself which those are! Please stop by and enjoy and glad to make your acquaintance. Feel free to leave a comment 🙂

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