Wednesday, October 1, 2014

Ghosts

This is my favorite poem that I have ever written.  What do you guys think of it?

And soon we saw them there,
dancing through the air,
fire blazing in their wake,
never letting go,
of the ones they left below.
They sail through the darkness,
leaving a long and misty sadness,
and through the night
they scream in their despair,
as they travel through the murky blackened air.
As soon as they had come they'd gone,
from this earthly world they'd withdrawn,
never to be seen by living men,
gone back to the world without the sun,
and there they stay til' earth is done.

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