Early to Bed… Late to Rise
by Gary W. Davis
Across rubble and sand, a shrill wind blows.
No one knows what lies sleeping below.
Workmen jostle, shovel and shout,
probing dark passages, hauling dirt out.
In a deep recessed chamber, dug beyond mortal recall,
a yellow eyelid flickers, linen dust falls.
Through debris and swirling dust, an encrusted door appears,
sealed by priests of Amun Ra for three thousand silent years.
A chest begins to heave, bony joints stretch and bend.
A massive body rises, with sacred purpose to attend.
Lanterns flash upon the door, emblazoned with a glyphic script.
Eye of Horus, head of jackal, and perchance a curse to guard the crypt.
Trailing rotted cloth across the dusty floor,
a heavy figure lumbers toward the chamber door.
The seal is broken, the door pried open, and a wondrous scene unfolds.
Chariots, chests and bejeweled statues; everywhere, the glint of gold.
But while defiling eyes gaze upon the tomb,
a dark avenger suddenly looms.
Seized with fear, the desecraters scatter,
save for one poor soul, whose skull is shattered.
Below rubble and sand, silence runs deep.
Once again…the mummy sleeps.
© 2021 Gary W. Davis
Gary Davis likes all things classic horror. He has published
Halloween short stories in Aphelion, Frostfire Worlds and Spaceports
& Spidersilk (2016-2020). He has published poetry in Aphelion,
Vampire’s Crypt, Bloodbond, Illumen, Scifaikuest, Star*Line, Tales from
the Moonlit Path, two Lester Smith Halloween anthologies and in a
sci-fi anthology, Kepler’s Cowboys (2000-2020).
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