Spectres Poems - Poems about Spectres

...You don’t have to pitch a tent Nor build a house to stay When thousands of us wander desperate Without a home or place to rest, You own a house with a magic door, That opens at will ......Read the rest...

... In the narrow margin between life and death, I feel as I'm walking a tightrope - but balancing. I'm a portrayal of metaphors, illuminating like spring's moon, who sunk like winter sunset, but......Read the rest...

... Like an artists canvas the sunset sky was ablaze in glorious fall colours which complemented the trees in their red, yellow and orange attire. Kayla's eyes drank in natures beautiful scenery. P......Read the rest...

...From the chartreuse scene to a dusty bronze land This the sky’s calling for their wings to soar, to disband The sun is their shadow, they bathe in her honey-stained glory Under the silence of the ......Read the rest...

...Maybe it's because I'm a Londoner, That's how the song goes. I am proud of this city, And it has been sung about in many a ditty. Each day I get on bus 341, And my journey through history ha......Read the rest...

...OLD BELFAST No hooters belch and screech in the mornings anymore Industry has disappeared from the City’s working core The Factories have all closed their gates a long, long time ago Now silent......Read the rest...

...For generations raps, taps and table turnings were the signs of a spirit calling; the ghoul of you trying to deliver a message - to finish unfinished business and sleep an everlasting slumber in......Read the rest...

...Four Billion years or thereabouts Earth has orbited its appointed place Slowly and surely developing into A safe and hospitable living space What a strange year this has been Year Two Thousan......Read the rest...

...Dread Night Was a night full of life, Filled with trouble and strife, When a man couldn't even find peace with his wife. With a full moon on high A night full of the cry Of a......Read the rest...

... "Kaleidoscope" They say another wrote the story, not I. that I, mere I, having little experience, shy and far removed from such an alien world, would not possess the......Read the rest...

...There was not in the sky one small patch painted blue when the sun wrapped in clouds set unnoticed unseen. Eerie sounds; what they were, he did not have a clue but in darkness it’s known that the......Read the rest...

...It was in late October in the year nineteen seventy three That the war in South Vietnam was finally over for me I boarded the seven o seven and couldn't wait to get going A non military plane,......Read the rest...

...Nightmares N Nighttime deep within your subconscious minds I In shadows and abyssal emotions of many kinds G Ghostly effigies seemingly coming to life H Haunting fearfully like the point o......Read the rest...

...When empty bubbles of stillness brimmed the place Upon an emerald carpet of meads, she genuflected with gathered grace Of languished bones and reverence plucked from nunhood hearts. Mighty potenta......Read the rest...

...Ghosts live within skin as pale memories that swim across a body seemingly no longer touched by sunlight. Words from years gone by twist and gather form, they gain strength from nostalgia shaki......Read the rest...