Ghosts of World One prose Poem
I am walking on a crowded rural trail in rural France. With a start...
She came to my bedside amidst an ambience in that mellow yellow moonlight
Her shimmering...
There she stood in my room last night
I guess I ought to have been afraid, yes I should have got...
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I am making my bed in the early morning The sun is peeping through my window blinds My day...
As I was warned, the apparition's dance With alternating, arabesques Like shadows racing,...
I fold my hands to pray and an energy pulls back each of my fingers Unfolding causing pain to each...
The night flickers with a light of passion When I feel your breath upon my neck it makes me curious...
I WAS WALKING IN THE MOORS A BEAUTIFUL DAY SOME CLOUDS AND THE SKY WAS BLUE A...
Oh my God coz I can see a ghost gliding in my room
As she hovers up a-height mid air amidst the...
I can not sleep, I hear voices in the night, they are looking for me My dreams stop still when I...
The ghost said: 'I used to be you but I left your body, you weren't yet dead which was rather a...
The old west so it was called gun fighters, gamblers running from the law Up in smoke the steam...
A figure grey and ghostly underneath the pale moonlight
Scattered silhouettes casting shadows...
ON A COLD WINTER DAY I WALKED THE CEMTERY ON THE HILL A COLD WIND FILLS THE AIR AS I...
In the mist of the night 200 years ago Out at sea was captain Drinking tea with this...