Late Halloween poem

On the night

I spied the ghosts

They did run away from me

I did call - to them all

Why do you run - in fear of me

But then I did hear - a wail to fear

Emanate from me

As forlorn I spoke

I am the ghost - and they

The living be

◄ One for Halloween

The Bittern ►

Comments

DESMOND CHILDS

Sat 2nd Nov 2019 21:18

I’m glad you enjoyed it jennifer much appreciate your comment. Thank you Juneau and Don for the likes


All the best des

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jennifer Malden

Sat 2nd Nov 2019 20:03

Nice one! Decidedly frightening and food for thought. Really liked it.

Jennifer

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