An October Haunt

A new ghost in this ethereal sleeve Fresh from the new dug grave that reaked of death By chance he morphed on this Halloween eve It was not yet in him to moan and gasp breath Fresh from the new dug grave that reaked of death Instinctively he sought for must and rot It was not yet in him to moan and gasp breath But fear then gave way to an evil plot Instinctively he sought for must and rot By chance he morphed on this Halloween eve But fear then gave way to an evil plot A new ghost in this ethereal sleeve 10-18-19 Contest: Poets October Pantoum Sponsor: William Kekaula