Thomas Vaughan Jones


A Ghost Story


The curfew bell rang out its lonely call.
The world fell fast asleep at close of day,
and as the shades of night began to fall
some ancient phantoms ushered out to play.

The maid looked through the window of her house.
The house in which her parents lay asleep.
So quiet she, and timid as a mouse,
until she heard the restless spirits weep.

“Come play with us, my dear, the time is now,
The hustle of the day has long since passed.
What sorrow leaves its stain upon your brow?
No earthly love was ever meant to last.

Now Passion dies and love has grown cold.
There is no comfort in the crying game
Why wait until your heart is sick and old
and time has stamped its mark upon your frame”

Her face turned white, a deathly shade of pale.
A manic gleam developed in her eye;
Responding to the spirits’ plaintive wail
her throat closed in the essence of a sigh

She left the comfort of her feather bed.
The spectral throng drew round in high delight.
With morning light her soul had long since fled,
abandoned to the shadows of the night.

Submitted: Monday, January 20, 2014

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  • Rookie - 8 Points Thomas Vaughan Jones (2/6/2014 4:30:00 AM)

    Thank you. And Joseph. There are more things 'twixt Heaven and Earth than are dreamt of in our philosophy :)
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  • Rookie - 167 Points Oladehinde J. Ibikunle (2/4/2014 3:31:00 PM)

    Hush! My believe was that it's only here in Africa we imagine demons walking about when the day is dead. The poem is dark as the atmosphere it depicted. Nice work, sir. (Report) Reply

  • Bronze Star - 7,018 Points * Sunprincess * (1/22/2014 1:36:00 PM)

    ....uh oh this is scary...suppose they will never let her return...awesome message this is why I stay inside at night cause the creatures of the night are many and I am only one...wonderful ghost story...keep penning.. (Report) Reply

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