Doomed to the night’s quarters!

Doomed to the night’s quarters!

A Poem by andrew mitchell

One had to be a dream catcher,
an internal supernatural sleuth
to catch the echoes of a memory
immersed in phantom laughter
that comes and goes
with the moonlight chasing shadows.

Was the mind haunted,
or bordering on madness
by a resident thought
reoccurring in spasms
in the form of sporadic flashbacks?

Maybe, it was just waiting
for the call from the afterlife
while making the smoke,
teasing the fire
feeding the nightmare
that bellows of past ghosts.

Either way,
it was smoky inside
and the air was
getting colder.

© 2019 andrew mitchell


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love the setting, the feeling..reminds me of my favorite ghost story...the movie The Uninvited from 1944 with Ray Milland....

Posted 6 Years Ago


andrew mitchell

6 Years Ago

Was that done by Nicole Kidman in a remake maybe that was the Others. I shall look that up. Thanks .. read more

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andrew mitchell
andrew mitchell

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