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A Halloween Death Quest

Stalking the dark of Halloween night With hollow eyes that have no sight There is no flesh upon my bones I can't seem to find my way home. I'd lay dying upon my bed With no one there to share my death No hand to hold as mine grew cold No comfort for my heart's console. For many months alone I've laid No one to see me to my grave My weary soul is seeking rest And that's the reason for my quest. But where O where am I to go Heaven or Hell, I do not know The living turn and run away Will not give me the time of day. I see ghosts and ghouls everywhere I ask for help but they dont care I tried hitching a broomstick ride "No skeletons" the witches cried. So I roam this scariest night Hoping that angels see my plight Tho' I be only made of bone My heart's pure gold, not made of stone. If you see me, I beg you stay Don't look then walk the other way I promise I am not a ghost Just a corpse wrapped up in a cloak. ~ * ~
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October 28, 2020 at 7:40 AM
Fitting for the season, this seems like a lonely ghost... As always your poems flow so well...
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October 28, 2020 at 5:42 PM
A soul without a home, poor thing... Thank you very much Silent One, Belle:-)
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October 28, 2020 at 2:41 AM
- A soul who has not found the light ... always will look for their loved ones - a wonderful poem, Belle - If it's for a contest, I wish you luck :) - hugs // Anne-Lise :)
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October 28, 2020 at 3:56 AM
Thank you Anne-Lise, Hugs, Belle :-)
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