The Ghost of Charlotte Dymond
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This poem, text only, is included in my latest Book/eBook ‘Clive’s Uni-Verse – A Cornishman’s take on life’. ISBN13: 9781800743342 published by Olympia Publishers in Jan 2022.
Charlotte died in eighteen–forty-four,
Murdered on Cornwall’s,
On Cornwall’s, Bodmin Moor,
Those seeing the ghost are very sure,
It’s poor Charlotte,
Poor Charlotte, who still walks the moor.
A monument erected is there till this day,
Marking the spot,
The spot, where she did last lay.
Those seeing the ghost are very sure,
It’s poor Charlotte,
Poor Charlotte, who still walks the moor.
Was it her murderer the police did arrest?
But if so, why can’t her spirit,
Her sprit, now find its rest?
For those seeing the ghost are very sure,
It’s poor Charlotte,
Poor Charlotte, who still walks the moor ...
Copyright © Clive Blake | Year Posted 2021
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