I Fear Thee, Not

Speaketh then, oh ghost who waits
You hover here to only haunt?
What powers have yee, lonely friend?
For all you do is solely taunt.

No fear, have I, for thou art rude
To watch my family behind closed doors
Speaketh then, oh ghost who waits
Or else, be gone, forevermore
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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Parish Avatar
February 16, 2009 at 9:50 PM
Very good write Michael. It's almost like you're giving courage to your readers to stand up to their fears so they won't be haunted by them anymore.
Lopez Avatar
February 16, 2009 at 7:09 PM
We must all face our fears in order to overcome them...nice write!
Gass Avatar
February 16, 2009 at 11:36 AM
Great little write, Michael. It leaves me wondering what the ghosts story is? Excellent writing! Love, Robin
P. Avatar
February 16, 2009 at 7:26 AM
strong write!! yousure do possess a lot of power in your words to rule away the ghost who awaits, with this one! loved it, Micheal! ~ Arany
Bulger Avatar
February 15, 2009 at 9:26 PM
This is a true piece of art! I love the power within your words in this write! Bravo!!! Lucinda
Jordan Avatar
February 15, 2009 at 3:21 PM
Michael this is a very powerful poem in regards to overcoming fear - God Bless, MJ
Golden Avatar
February 15, 2009 at 2:36 PM
And, that is how you conquer the father of lies and deceit!! Very well done, Michael!
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February 15, 2009 at 1:42 PM
Michael, sometimes we are taunted by ghosts, and, yes, they certainly have powers over us. Very moving, Carolyn
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