Poems About Ghosts Seeking Honest Critique
#ghosts
CasketSharpe
Poem Published
10th Jan 2022 9:02pm
10th Jan 2022 9:02pm
I Want My Teddy
#dark
#ghosts
56 reads
8 Comments
ImperfectedStone
The Gardener
The Gardener
Poem Published
9th Jan 2022 10:28pm
9th Jan 2022 10:28pm
Mewstone
Great Mewstone
Did the rock
evade the danger
of her twenties,
the way I did,
solidify in quiet,
become set,
rise from an ungodly wave,
legs retracted to
parched yellow shores,
shoulders carved
as lacerated Tors,
fingers commanding,
part bent trees?
Does she read
dried out veins
flooded with rain,
the Gough map,
the echoing of ghosts
who still live in their homes,
collect starfish,
stare out at the bay?
Does she call for Joan
to touch fingers again
instead allow...
Did the rock
evade the danger
of her twenties,
the way I did,
solidify in quiet,
become set,
rise from an ungodly wave,
legs retracted to
parched yellow shores,
shoulders carved
as lacerated Tors,
fingers commanding,
part bent trees?
Does she read
dried out veins
flooded with rain,
the Gough map,
the echoing of ghosts
who still live in their homes,
collect starfish,
stare out at the bay?
Does she call for Joan
to touch fingers again
instead allow...
#dreams
#nature
#ghosts
48 reads
0 Comments
dartford
Paul S...
Paul S...
Poem Published
22nd Dec 2021 00:52am
22nd Dec 2021 00:52am
shades
I could swear the compartment was empty apart from myself when it pulled out of the station.
half of the carriage was in shadow, the other half in sunlight. I blinked once or twice.
“don’t take fright,” said a voice from the shade, “you’re not seeing things that aren’t there.”
I could swear the compartment was empty apart from myself when it pulled out of the station.
I didn’t see things that aren’t there, but things that are, and of which maybe one should beware.
half of the carriage was in shadow, the other half in sunlight. I blinked once or twice.
“don’t take fright,” said a voice from the shade, “you’re not seeing things that aren’t there.”
I could swear the compartment was empty apart from myself when it pulled out of the station.
I didn’t see things that aren’t there, but things that are, and of which maybe one should beware.
#ghosts
63 reads
3 Comments
Whyme
Poem Published
7th Dec 2021 00:28am
7th Dec 2021 00:28am
Nightmares Take Control
Nightmares takes flight,
When the wind howls
The black clouds scream
Across the thunderess skies
Lightning flashes
The rains slates down
Hitting the ground like bullets
Leaves bend and break
Beneath the unforgiving onslaught
Windows rattle and bow
Curtains swirl and shake
Dogs growl and bark
Strange shadows run rampant
Horrific nightmares take hold
Evil deeds have no limits
Witches brew their evil stew
And spread their poison
From atop their bewitched brooms
I sleep shivering...
When the wind howls
The black clouds scream
Across the thunderess skies
Lightning flashes
The rains slates down
Hitting the ground like bullets
Leaves bend and break
Beneath the unforgiving onslaught
Windows rattle and bow
Curtains swirl and shake
Dogs growl and bark
Strange shadows run rampant
Horrific nightmares take hold
Evil deeds have no limits
Witches brew their evil stew
And spread their poison
From atop their bewitched brooms
I sleep shivering...
#monsters
#ghosts
#witches
80 reads
2 Comments
JohnnyBlaze
Poem Published
5th Dec 2021 4:36pm
5th Dec 2021 4:36pm
[ On Poetry ] Being writers
or writer beings, I suppose
haunting and passing through
with their poetries n prose
ghosts aren't any body then
remaining after they die
novice to expert or even
medium, same as you and I
when performing our readings
haunting and passing through
with their poetries n prose
ghosts aren't any body then
remaining after they die
novice to expert or even
medium, same as you and I
when performing our readings
#death
#ghosts
#LifeAsAWriter #WritingPoetry
#LifeAsAWriter #WritingPoetry
99 reads
4 Comments
JohnnyBlaze
Poem Published
24th Nov 2021 11:39am
24th Nov 2021 11:39am
[2021] Ghost Town
Children laugh and sing
rule the streets in play
Ghost Town
Nervous smiles on happy faces
You can almost hear them say
Here in Ghost Town
we promise not to get in your way!
In ghost places
it's just another quiet day
with no one around for miles;
everyone was scared away
rule the streets in play
Ghost Town
Nervous smiles on happy faces
You can almost hear them say
Here in Ghost Town
we promise not to get in your way!
In ghost places
it's just another quiet day
with no one around for miles;
everyone was scared away
#bullying
#ghosts
#fear
141 reads
10 Comments
Strangeways_Rob
Poem Published
24th Nov 2021 00:00am
24th Nov 2021 00:00am
'I have mislaid the torment and the fear'
The cold
Withers the sky,
Corpse-grey bandage
Shrouds the sea skin.
Alone on the beach
Seeking syllables in the sand,
Semaphore of my flagging heart
Braille blinks to Gods of indifference.
Smokey breath of seventh cigarette
Wisps a muddy patina on ocean table.
Heavenly (en)trails
Tear guts from clouds,
In pumice schorls
Deep-sleep rain shoals
Sail too close to a heart,
Raw & tender- as if slain
On a butcher’s slab.
Brined broken^breakers
Breach the headland, ...
Withers the sky,
Corpse-grey bandage
Shrouds the sea skin.
Alone on the beach
Seeking syllables in the sand,
Semaphore of my flagging heart
Braille blinks to Gods of indifference.
Smokey breath of seventh cigarette
Wisps a muddy patina on ocean table.
Heavenly (en)trails
Tear guts from clouds,
In pumice schorls
Deep-sleep rain shoals
Sail too close to a heart,
Raw & tender- as if slain
On a butcher’s slab.
Brined broken^breakers
Breach the headland, ...
#sea
#universe
#beach #ghosts
#beach #ghosts
133 reads
5 Comments
Infamous_Angyl
Infamous
Infamous
Poem Published
18th Nov 2021 2:26am
18th Nov 2021 2:26am
Moonlight Dance
#vampires
#ghosts
#magic #witches
#magic #witches
96 reads
0 Comments
Infamous_Angyl
Infamous
Infamous
Poem Published
18th Nov 2021 2:22am
18th Nov 2021 2:22am
Moonlight Dance
She sensed something lurking in the shadows, watching her silently preying on her vulnerability. Quickly she grew tired of the cat and mouse game. Calling out to the darkness; “Show yourself, enough of this hiding amongst the shadows!” Surveying all that lie before her, he stepped into the dimness of light behind her. Wickedly he chuckled. Startling her she snapped around to gaze upon him. Examining his person from his feet to his toned thighs that seemed to be etched by the highest sculptors, to his sculpted waist to his rippled abs chiseled by the cherubs, to his wide chest to his broad...
#violence
#power
#vampires
#ghosts
#witches
92 reads
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buddydog
Poem Published
8th Nov 2021 5:44pm
8th Nov 2021 5:44pm
The Paul Place and Margaret
The Paul Place is located in the Bluff District of Twiggs County near Marion Georgia. Robert and his brother John settled there in the 18th century. Robert and John were very prosperous maintaining a farm with cattle, livestock and orchard. The Paul’s were know for their hospitality. They both had fine homes and were also hunters. They had some of the best hunting dogs in the area. Their farms produced much sought after commodities such as fruits, vegetables, sugar cane syrup and hickory smoked hams.
Robert and his wife adopted twin girls. Margaret and Mindy Mimbs. They were...
Robert and his wife adopted twin girls. Margaret and Mindy Mimbs. They were...
#ghosts
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wallyroo92
Poem Published
31st Oct 2021 9:06pm
31st Oct 2021 9:06pm
Momster
#Halloween
#scary
#funny #ghosts
#funny #ghosts
97 reads
2 Comments
AlisVolatPropriis8
Poem Published
28th Oct 2021 10:59am
28th Oct 2021 10:59am
The flight of Lily's.
On a sunny lake
She rose to sun
Beaming flow of orange
Tendrils
Amongst the teacher's pen
She wrote letters
About love and miscellaneous
Work that have been waiting on station
To flow by sunny orange lake side
A sun to smile
Often her way to wave her school board games she picked up a green leaf.
She rose to sun
Beaming flow of orange
Tendrils
Amongst the teacher's pen
She wrote letters
About love and miscellaneous
Work that have been waiting on station
To flow by sunny orange lake side
A sun to smile
Often her way to wave her school board games she picked up a green leaf.
#vampires
#ghosts
#fairies
#unicorns
#witches
51 reads
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