The devil knocked
On my door
I was waiting for
I saw his
A sudden shock
I knew that
And around me
I covered my ears
As the dogs
Started to bark
I went inside
Waiting for the
For the devil to
The quiet came
I could step out
Into the sunshine
Started to ring
It was the devil
Caroline Marie (author) on August 24, 2019:
Thank you Brenda :)
Thank you Gypsy :)
Thank you Rinita :)
Thank you Woolie :)
Thank you Lorna :)
Thank you Ruby :)
Thank you Erik :)
BRENDA ARLEDGE from Washington Court House on August 23, 2019:
This is a feeling that happens to us all at times.
At least you are aware and waiting. For me, it sometimes takes me by surprise until I have a moment to ponder, then I realize the devil is working again.
Gypsy Rose Lee from Daytona Beach, Florida on August 21, 2019:
Most imaginative and creative poetry.
Rinita Sen on August 19, 2019:
I read layers in this poem. It could go so many ways. You paint a vicious picture. I think every reader can fill in with their own stories of whatever the devil stands for in their lives.
Woolie from East Coast Canada on August 19, 2019:
Ever lurking.. well written!
Lorna Lamon on August 18, 2019:
This is a very atmospheric poem and I could feel the pain and fear in the lines.
Ruby Jean Richert from Southern Illinois on August 17, 2019:
Wow, this was a wakeup call for me. I have been there and done that. I hope it was just poetry from you? I could feel the fear in your words.....
Eric Dierker from Spring Valley, CA. U.S.A. on August 17, 2019:
This is really good. I really like the style/method. Do you have a name for it?
On a different note. Give that devil my address and I will open up a can of whoop ass on it.