The
Visit
I
felt a cold chill
on
that warm night
and
I thought
it
might have been you
paying
me a visit.
I
felt icy fingers
crawl
down my back.
perspiration
replaced
by
goosebumps.
Then
nothingness again.
I’m
afraid, but also sad
you’ve
abandoned me again.
Jennifer
Criss graduated from Ball State University with a minor in Creative Writing, a
lifelong passion. She is currently collaborating on an anthology for
older adults and helps lead a writing support group. Jennifer writes mostly
short stories but has discovered a love for writing poetry. Her poetry
has been published in Poebita Magazine.
She now works at Ball State, is a busy mother of two girls and her pen keeps
moving. She is an editorial assistant with Indiana
Voice Journal.
Hello Jennifer. If you are new to Whispers, welcome! I enjoyed your poem. Thank you for sharing and continued blessings!
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