A Word to Chill and a Question to Thrill
You'd think someone with pretensions to Horror blogger status would be really inspired by the "Thrills and Chills" theme that gave us an extra challenge this month . . . but I was mostly intimidated. =P
I might watch a lot of Horror movies, but I could never write a script for one of them. And I definitely get spooked on a dime, but none of my scary stories seem to have the same effect on others.
Let's see what effect this poem has on you . . .
Question: How will this weigh against the light of those eyes?
When Esther was born, her eyes were pale blue.
They could see spirits, but nobody knew.
One too many tragedies turned them dark grey.
What ghosts they had greeted, she would not say.
A fire took her vision and blanched her eyes white.
It seemed she could see best when walking at night.
We welcomed the news that they had been sealed.
Then she was buried, her secrets concealed.
But sometimes I see her at night by our bed.
She holds scales and a sword and her eyes are bright red.
And now you might be asking: "Who's Esther?"
I'll be darned if I know! =P
Her name came to me one night, right before I fell asleep, my own eyes (brown) staring into nothing but the darkness of my bedroom.
But right now, by the harsh light of this computer screen, I'm not sure if I answered the question. You can see that "eyes" is practically my word prompt rather than part of the question prompt.
In case you haven't done so already, visit Vvb32's blog for more August poetry: Word and Question: gloved.