The Ghost Mirror

GHOST MIRRORS Ghostly images captured within the prism of reflected light, Ethereal waves rippling against reality’s framed surface Of the translucent, as phantom hands press, slamming at The fragile glass of dualities deadened zone of existence! A sudden shimmering, in the beguiling mirror of illusions, As in the icy eerie chill of this frozen man made pool of Optical delusions, something within shifted and moved! Disembodiment's outcasts to incisions resistance, cut at The bitter edge of the graves stone marker, are these Silhouette shadow beings, trapped within clarities maze Of solid crystal! Black sheets haunted, hidden behind the spiritual mirrors Of religion, encasement's prison of soulless mists, a vaporous Cage without iron bars, nor steels reinforcement, these are The lost or damnation's cursed unto the light of salvation! What skeletal keys can unlock these dimensional doorway, And just where is the keyhole to fit, this illusionary anomaly? At the shutters sudden flash, in ethereal creature slides Across the screen of realities review mirror, a dark Hauntings presence that alluding the neck eyes detection! A dead man’s situation lies exposed, by the elemental Reflection of lights retraction, hidden beneath the graveyards Bones of the unsolved murder! Within the winds of the whistling breeze, hear the unruffled Cries of fates lost children, crying out for justices guiding Light to save them, from the disembodied hands of their Tormentors! Running children of the ethereal night, whom rage in Vengeance, against the glass prism of shattered light, Weeping in devastation's despair, for their loss of life eternal! At the flashing neon point of no return, the devils forsaken Sake at the tempered glass of realism, clamoring to be Recognized for once existing! Within the four squared frame of reality, dwells the Infinite pool of the ethereal realm, and in its rippling Waves, phantom faces are shone in the tormented poises Of the after life’s jail cell, without the possibility of Paroles final tender mercy! Ghostly images captured within the prism of reflected light, Ethereal waves rippling against reality’s framed surface Of the translucent, as phantom hands press, slamming at The fragile glass of dualities deadened zone of existence! BY: CHERYL ANNA DUNN BEWARE THE MONTH OF HALLOWEEN IS COMING