WB this is your POEM poem, I was looking to record it so I went through it.
I think it works better for me like this and will probably record it.
That is unless you really don't like what I've done!

This is the ORIGINAL WORK BY WRITERSBLOCK


POEM                    

The words upon the parchment, but a sentence upon a page,
The monster is in the basement, still locked inside the cage,

The cage it is a prison, he is a cell within a cell,
So cries the monster driven, by the dreams that scream of hell,

A shadow of a shadow, a presence upon the wall,
The scream becomes a whisper, when no-one hears the call,

The rain against the window, you're pressed against the floor,
A silhouetted footstep, creeps beneath the door,

The sound of muffled voices, the footsteps down the hall,
The ever lurking presence, the listening against the wall,

The thrashing of the thunder, lashing at the pane,
Another sound that makes you listen, for that sound again,

The dripping kitchen sink, the water at your feet
Open doors bar the way, and you, just, cant, reach,


The fire in the corner, creeps across the room,
And dances on the spines, of books foretelling doom,

The flickering on the portrait, hangs above the fire,
Most sinister of ministers, is nothing but a liar,

The trees outside the window, cast shadows upon the wall,
The darkness ever growing, has come to fall,

The frightening white of lightning, the flash across the sky,
The freshly flickering messages, that for-spells the time you die,

The window shatters inward, a rock lays on the floor,
The rain leaks through the ceiling, and seeps beneath the door,

The monster in the poem, is sharpening his knife,
The dead etch words in paper, which are soon to come to life,

Your heart is pounding quickly, your head it drones so slow,
The echoed sounds of laughter, follows where you go,

There is the sound of footsteps, the knock upon the door,
Fear consumes the moment, can you take it any more?

The poem yet completed, echos in the night,
Spent the paper tumbles, to softly by the fire, alight.


If you've come this far , whoever you are
please leave a comment, Ta!  

Yes. A few rewording here and there, all cool by me.
Post away (but lock up the kids first  )!
I'd love to see what you're going to do with this.

Cheers

WB

Very creative and twisted - you're both at your best with it. It's just what  I'd expect from a collaboration of you two. Hope it turns out GREAT.

Hey Cheers simon, long time no read!