Poltergeist

Remants restless twxit to hope,
Shells of former end by rope.
Breadth of woodland home to thee,
Spectre mutinous collectively.
Incessant whisper, steps resound,
Gallows haunt, sprightly ground.
Broken silence, shadows play,
Mischief veiled dusk to day.
Faceless figures loom in shroud,
In death they suffer, their wraith aloud.
Damned to wander darkened planes,
Their attempt to vent their anguish in vain.
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Hi Simon do like this piece of work.
short sharp and to the point.
love your use of rhyme.
Thank you so much, I have no idea why I wrote it lol.
Because us creative people have the need to articulate.
this cultivates the PERFECT FEELING OH MY GOD, YES PLEASE! GET IT!