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was the old woman a ghost too?

was the old woman a ghost too?

 

boys decided they

should report to the sheriff

that the old lady had died

 

they went to his office

and told him

 

how do you know she died

sheriff said

we rode our bikes by her house

and through her window saw

her dancing with a ghost

boys said

 

sheriff gave a quizzical look

said he would investigate

boys l...

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ghostsold womanscary

the old woman in the upstairs window

 

the old woman in the upstairs window

 

the old woman’s cottage

out in the woods

on a small dirt road

was a mystical place

for the boy and his friends

 

they were told by

other boys that a

ghost lived with her

 

they got a glimpse

of her once when she

went to the well

to draw a bucket

 

she wore a long black dress

and white hair down...

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ghostsmusicold womanscary

Under The Old Whale Bones

If you can find your way back here
let’s meet
under the old whale bones
this place that we each love
Where we look out to sea
or back towards the sleeping town

One day, we’ll stand together
and unbeknownst to us
it will be
for the last time in our lives

Whichever of us, must go first
let’s make a promise to meet again
under the old whale bones
Hearts filled with feeling
and the b...

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deathghostsmemoriesparentswhalebones

Something From Hell!

 

From the eerie, cool night

She drifted in

With her coal-black eyes 

and pale white skin

From a shallow grave, inhaling sin

To the village she crawled, 

to feed within

 

As the moonlight shone

most soundly slept

Into the flesh of their minds, 

she wriggled & crept

To expose a secret 

they had quietly kept

And devour their souls,

'til nothing was lef...

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Ghostsrevenge

Shades

through a window I rewind my life

the words I never seemed to utter

dreams that turned to piles of dust

it's better to pull down the shutter

 

that's the woman I didn't marry, a

love affair left to wither and stutter

her tears fall like rain in the street

it's better to pull down the shutter

 

sins of youth that seemed so bland

echo down the hot concrete gutter

...

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ghostsmemoriesmournshuttersinsyouth

the old woman in the upstairs window

the old woman  in the upstairs window

 

the old woman’s cottage

out in the woods

on a small dirt road

was a mystical place

for the boy and his friends

 

they were told by

other boys that a

ghost lived with her

 

they got a glimpse

of her once when she

went to the well

to draw a bucket

 

she wore a long black dress

and white hair down to her wai...

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ghostsold womanscarryupstairs window

Something's Creeping...

Something comes creeping

Through the dark night

I look from my window

But it's just out of sight!

 

Something comes knocking

Knocking at my door

I turn the handle... slowly

But, it's there no more!

 

Something comes crawling

Crawling so slow

Shall I turn to look?

I no longer know!

 

Something is breathing

Under my bed!

I dare not look

'case it ...

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fearGhostsnightScary mary

Lonesome Backwoods

In the lonesome backwoods behind our vintage house

We buried our souls deep just to have ghosts around.

 

But phantoms, they startle, howl, scream and weep

Way past their bedtimes because the night doesn’t seep

Into their cavities where they safeguard our souls,

Slick with the glossiest sweats; caskets of gold.

 

And that’s what they’ll ever be-

Fossilized memories,

V...

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backwoodsforestghostslonesomelovememoriesPoetry

Gypsy Rose

the future has ghosts too

queuing up just waiting

we give them substance

by living dying mating

 

sometimes you get hints

they call it premonitions

or that indefinable frisson

whatever the definitions

 

clairvoyant at the seaside

read my palm for sixpence

said I'd wed a gyspy, who

did have a second sense

 

lit me with superstitions

she could read my ...

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clairvoyantghostsgypsy rosepalmpremonitionsseances

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