Eerie Presence

Eerie presence, oft spotted near midnight Whistling a death tune, inducing deep fright Gliding over the lake with nonchalance On full-moon nights, performing a break dance Well before dawn, disappearing from sight The ghost, it is said, nocturnal birds bites Their remains strewn in blood at treetop heights Candles lit, in both prayer and penance Eerie presence It’s silhouette darkens, shadows of night For our neighbourhood here, it is a blight Ghost from the house of the dead, in seance Only once had revealed, its countenance Medusa too would pale, before its might Eerie presence 11-February-2021