This weeks i’ve been chatting with an old friend and fellow writer, Rachel Kaltenbach. Rachel is probably the only other person as obsessed with writing as me. Back in elementary school we even wrote a small children’s book together. She drew the illustrations and I did the writing. We were named our selves World of Words inc. We thought it was pretty epic. Rachel and I were reading our latest stories and one of her poems really stuck out to me. So I decided to share it on my blog.

Rachel Kaltenbach is 14 years old and lives in California. She loves to write horror and science fiction, and enjoys being a couch potato. Her life has grown to be wrapped around writing. Recently, she has focused on writing for a more broad audience, such as romance or just regular fiction.

The Noises, Voices and Eyes

By Rachel Kaltenbach

Everytime the boy would go to bed

He would hear noises that came from nowhere

Voices that originated from nothing

Eyes that floated without a skill

He would tell his parents every night

But when they turned on the light

The noises that came from nowhere 

The voices that originated from nothing

The eyes that floated without a skull

Disappeared without a trace

Even when he would tell his parents

The noises still rung

The voices still sung

And the eyes still hovered

Whenever he turned on the light

The noises stopped 

The voices silenced

And the eyes vanished

The problem had been solved 

The noises, voices and eyes were resolved 

But that didn’t stop them

From appearing everywhere else

They showed up in the darkness of the night

They showed up in the edge of the loud movie theater

They even showed up in his dreams

The boy

Driven crazy

Couldn’t take the voices, noises and the eyes

So the boys hung himself in the end

The parents

Full of grief

Wished that they had listened to their son

About the noises that came from nowhere 

About the voices that originated from nothing 

And about the eyes that floated without a skill

There’s only one proper reaction to a piece like that. What!!! Talk about a twist. You’re just doing your thing reading a poem and bam! What an ending. Rachel has always had her own dramatic flair and man oh man does it come out in her writing. Okay just needed to get that off my chest. Now that were past the obvious lets examine the finer points. A huge literary tactic used by Rachel is repetition. Repeating the lines “The noises that came from nowhere, The voices that originated from nothing,The eyes that floated without a skull” it really helps drive home the point. Relating to the poetry aspect I love the way she separated each line/thought. All of these put together create a haunting atmosphere critical to any horror.