Patti Masterman

All Hallows Eve - Poem by Patti Masterman

When the night is still
And the clouds are thick,
And the moon is full,
The breezes cool-
Go into the graveyard, if you will.

Where the earth is damp
And the stones have sunk,
All around is death,
Then hear the breath-
Of wind, and see the moon’s blue lamp.

Stand inside the bounds
Legions of the dead,
Hold your breath, listen,
Mute voices now risen-
And cries of the damned, all around.

Feel them creeping close
With their sad lament,
Friends no longer care,
For the dead left there
And the sighs of unhappy ghosts.

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Poem Submitted: Monday, April 12, 2010

Poem Edited: Monday, November 1, 2010

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