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Poem About The Dark

Updated on September 7, 2012

The looming grimace
Of the clown
Who hangs beside
My dressing gown

The ghastly shadows
Cast by night
Of bedroom toys
In pale moonlight

The door ajar
Emits an inch
Of darkness, gives
My heart a pinch

I know they're tricks
Played on my eyes...

...but still can't wait
For sun to rise

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      Crystal Tatum 5 years ago from Georgia

      I don't have the porcelain doll fear, but I don't like to sleep with the closet door open. I think it has to do with my cousin telling me when I was very young that a gorilla was in my closet and he would come out and get me when I went to bed. Great poem!

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      CBM1987 5 years ago

      Oddly enough , I hate porcelain dolls especially porcelain clowns! Funny thing about this poem it reminds me of Edgar Allen Poe. Definitely enjoyed the short, but sweet tinge to it

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      Jose Velasquez 5 years ago from Lodi, New Jersey

      Till this day, I'm still afraid of clown dolls, and porcelain dolls. I'm not sure why, it's just that they freak me out.