I am a writer. My passion is poetry. I feel words connect people together and help us to understand the feelings we share.
Thump in the night is a poem about her hearing a noise while she is trying to sleep. Fearfully she tiptoes to the window looking for movement but doesn't see anything. The next day she searches and discovers an open dryer vent hole in the apartment next door. Then she spots her new neighbors.
"Things That Go Bump In The Night" by Mark Williams
"Thump in the Night"
As she pulls up the covers
feeling snug as a bug,
she is jostled
by a loud, clanking thump in the night.
Tiptoeing through the darkness,
her eyes peer through the corner
of wooden slats,
cautiously searching for movement.
Since her tired, frightened eyes
cannot focus in the pitch black canvas,
and her ears no longer perceive a threat
she returns to the comfort of her slumber.
When the morning rays of sunlight
stir her awake,
she searches for clues
but finds no footprints on the surface of the earth,
no cracks or holes
along the cement foundation
for a critter to tunnel underneath.
Just as her feet turn
to walk back,
she spots a circular opening
on the exterior wall
of the empty apartment
adjacent to hers.
She is startled
peeking through this four inch round hole
for a dryer vent,
when tiny, brown eyeballs glare back at her.
Her fear abruptly changes
as she burst out in laughter,
spotting three tiny critters
tiny little baby cottontails
hiding in the best rabbit hole ever.
She has no more worries
about bumps in the night,
she just bids goodnight
to Thumber, Floppy, and Rowdy
before drifting off to sleep.
"Wild Baby Bunnies" by Joan Ouellette
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