Howard Kerr Poet Prose Poetry

Childhood Ghosts

The cat shrieks as childhood ghosts,
 alight upon my window,
frame and draw cords,
 rattle in high volume,
sashes split like earthquakes,
 on a seismic fault,
tidal waves of tainted,
 forest leafs a swirling, 
twirling juggernaut.
Thunderstruck by frozen panic,
 black night's wild tsunami 
 cloud an ink pot mesh,
funeral dirges whistle,
Chanting misdemeanors,
 at a tremor ridden soul 

Poem Created 23/2/2020

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Sara Kendrick May 30, 2026 at 4:53 AM Whoa!! This reads like a horrible scary place for a child to think it is in or a really bad nightmare. Very descriptive. Sara K. Howard Kerr May 30, 2026 at 5:34 AM Thank you once more, Sara. for your observations. I always look forward to your visits, H

Andrea Dietrich November 10, 2025 at 1:00 PM Great descriptiveness here. It kind of goes along with the haunted contest that just got the winner list up. Oh and I see this was a long ago contest winner, so s very belated congrats

Richard Lamoureux March 15, 2020 at 11:36 AM Congrats on your win, thanks for entering my contest. Howard Kerr March 15, 2020 at 12:09 PM I wish to thank you for reading my entry, your kind email and most of all the winning placement. The contest was a great challenge for me. Best Wishes Howard Kerr