Hauntings
Haunting melodies rise cold,
swooping in,
entwining around the soul,
squeezing tight,
the heart's inner whole;
breathless breathing soft,
into whispered fears and fright,
just a melody traveling
in the darker shadowed light,
swirling, beneath the clouded moon of night;
stirred achings,
echoes that escape their confines,
repetitious venerations,
memories of time,
streams and rivers of the blanketed mind;
spectred semblance,
of an unseen presence
lonely familiar fears omnipresent
cast upon the waters,
in obsolescence;
let it flow, in and out,
life's evanescence
ghosts with hollow music,
melodic notes, giving in,
silent acquiescence.
Copyright © Dm Babbit | Year Posted 2021
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