Ghosts Poem by Lee Fones

Ghosts



ghost danced under moonlit sky
some looked whiter shade of pale
most flew low others fled high
then upon a boat did sail

those ghosts had time of lives
riding in that dark boat
some threw Sharp knives
others waved as if too gloat

so I left them to it
throwing knives and dancing
with the moon so well lit
then one struck me with his lancing

Monday, February 2, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: ghost
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