The epitome of a ghost.

Did the ghost tree

sheds it's memories

in autumn decay

only to be relived

next season?

In the hollow halls

now seasoned

a skinful of shadows

walk tonight's midnight

garden looking for clues.

Reviews

[jacob erin-cilberto]

they do like like ghosts when they shed...and then they are reborn only to become ghosts for the next winter. so true.
j.

[andrew mitchell]

Thanks for your words J.

[Neville]

I have always been a believer... and now, I know for sure.... this little poem gives off one helluva vibe.... Neville

[andrew mitchell]

Thank you Neville for your kind words.

[Neville]

my pleasure
N.