The Ladies of Horror
Picture-Prompt Writing Challenge!
Sinkhole Song
by Amy Zoellers
When you awaken
and sense your location
at the edge of the hole
where the water flows
down into miles of canyon….
what summons you here
night after night
closer and closer to
slippery brink?
Whose lair is down there?
Whose singing is that?
For what do they thirst?
They sound thirsty.
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Fiction © Copyright Amy Zoellers
Image courtesy of Pixabay.com.
About Amy Zoellers:
A wonderful, spooky poem.
Love how this poem flows then leaves us dangling on the edge of the horror – structure and story perfectly aligned.