Oddity Haunted Poem by Clinton Siegle

Oddity Haunted



Haunted the hills of Lame Deer are
a group of Indian ghosts show up there they are
up in the hills between the trees they float there they are
next to the big rock overlooking the valley those three Indians watch over Lame Deer town
time to count one, two; three Indians above the town
eternity may not recall them, but there they are
dark riders in the night above Lame Deer town

Oddity Haunted
Monday, October 1, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: halloween
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