Owen Johnston

Rookie (October 2nd,1977 / Lake City, SC)

Ghost Hunting - Poem by Owen Johnston

There is a ghost in the shell
Of every old place -
Whether the unclaimed metal skeleton
Of an abandoned steel mill,
Or the spirit that lingers
On the grounds of a historic graveyard.
These ancient places carry
The immortal remnants
Of old civilization.

Exploring them to
Examine their secrets
Like an urban archaeologist -
Chasing down the answers
To urban legends and ghost stories -
Simply to know what came before.

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, January 25, 2012

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