White Ghost Poem by Mark Heathcote

White ghost, why do you look ghostly?
Pale ghost white and hoary as a shivering mouse
Have you seen a ghost or something frightening?
White ghost, white sheet of a man parting company
Why don't you stick around?
I want to ask you some awkward questions.
Deep and personal about my wife
Was she cheating on me again last night?

I don't remember clearly, but I guess I drank.
Too much, too much whisky and wine.
White ghost, why are you all teary-eyed?
Pale ghost, white, and hoary, have you seen my gun? ,
I can smell fresh gunpowder.
And my wife is nowhere to be seen.
I hope I haven't disturbed my wild hemlock flower.
She has a potent temper if I interrupt her unannounced.

Or the dogs outside are howling in a choir.
Baying at a blood-red moon
A moon that should be the colour of a white ghost
Pale ghosts are white and hoary.
White ghost
I want to ask you some awkward questions.
Deep and personal about my wife
Was she cheating on me again last night?
And why the hell are you so white looking at me?
White ghost
Pale ghosts are white and hoary.
Why are there drops of blood on the floor?
I think I'll go back to bed and sleep some more.