Ghost
two eyes watch me from that banyan tree,
evening on my stroll back through woods,
I feel them pierce the back of my neck,
but I dare not raise my head and look,
they tell me they belong to a tradesman,
who lost his life in a violent robbery,
I feel he is waiting for someone,
does he seek a friend to ferry him home,
or just waiting for time to set him free?,
would he harm me if I got near,
and like a mist would he suddenly appear,
would he slowly fade away with time,
join the rest from the house of the dead?
last time I walked past those woods,
saw migrant cranes had set nests,
may be he will travel when they fly,
so I may walk the woods and not be spied.
Ghost contest
Julia Ward
free verse (any rhyme not intended)
17 lines
written 15/02/2021
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