Ghosts Poems - Poems about Ghosts

...Throughout the ages of time men have marched men have fought men have bled men have died For a field of land deemed strategic, an advantage, even holy ghosts of wars past cling to the soil wait......Read the rest...

...The ghosts never attack. They never leave either. They just steal all my favorite snacks. They leave crumbs, and I sweep all day. When I close the panty, I worry. When I open the pantry, I’m mes......Read the rest...

... "Cocoon" They say... a New World traces over the old, leaving the unaware, erased, far behind the old unaware, left far behind, crawls the walls in its web of ......Read the rest...

..."When Silence Speaks" poetry contest. Sponsor: Craig Cornish 2nd Place. Date Submitted: 07/05/2024 the air conditioner soothing my heated skin fire brick curtains with their red dyed orang......Read the rest...

...looking into the horizon I see things as they once were all drawn in sharp colors and defined lines now fading as time travels from one point to the next I see all in my dusty history images ta......Read the rest...

...Sometimes, I don't recognize the face I see, Haunted by the echoes of who I used to be. Influences, reflections, blood ties that bind, Leave me feeling lost, leaving scars behind. A......Read the rest...

...Mother’s Day-Three Years Later I may speak to you as a still portrait on the wall no wailing ghosts don’t present only those of memories especially clasping the cross between my fing......Read the rest...

... Body Of Sky I search upon the lanterns of heaven, the unfolding skies, arrayed with precious jewels, that scar my body. They fall like bitter comets, colliding with kaleidoscopi......Read the rest...

... "The Pages" Missing all those years like a page you could turn, a book you could throw casually aside, to be eternally forgotten in electric shady libraries; at som......Read the rest...

...I lay awake as your hands haunt me, In my mind everytime I close my eyes; Every happy thought is tainted, By the way I cannot move on, From the departure of myself, As you took me from me; Now ......Read the rest...

...(prelude) the buzzing of the evening insects presage evil ! here are black wolves ! here are ghosts and fiends and here are blackest of demons ! and black be the murk ton......Read the rest...

...THE STENCH OF INSOMNIA narcoleptic deities in charge of the world are tangled and detangled in the threads of time they are sardonic and bitter and out for revenge alien me......Read the rest...

...Am I really this old, so many ghosts beckoning? —Michael R. Burch Sleepyheads! I recite my haiku to the inattentive lilies. —Michael R. Burch Stillness: the sound of petals drifting dow......Read the rest...

...Oh, land of yearning, soil of the pandemic, Across your bereaved fields, a lone wanderer carries His tattered garment of helplessness, In his steps echoes the cry of the land that cannot comprehen......Read the rest...

... "Another Better World" These little sins you smoothly skip across the waters of fairweather lives like darkness hidden underneath deadly white lies, like throwin......Read the rest...