Poem: Playground of Ghosts

The hours of sunlight have long past
I’m here in the places where nobody comes
Once street lights are on and the kids have gone home
The silence of daylight still echoes here
But I can’t hear it over the memories I’m replaying

Poem: All Hallow’s Eve

On All Hallows’ Eve
Ghost and ghouls come at night
Dancing and shaking to cause fright
Amongst decaying fallen leaves

Poem: Ancient Terrors

ancient terrors reach
from the miasma of graves
luring with ghost lights

Poem: In Waking Dreams

in my waking dreams
the lights of past ghosts watch me
a silent haunting

Poem: Pumpkin Persona

from vine to gourd growing
big and round and plump
perfect orange better than my pumpkin kin
a testament to fall
waits in muddy field

Poem: Living with Ghosts

It’s days like these
When all my rooms
Seem to hold ghosts
Of the past in shadows
That no amount of light
Can seem to chase away

Poem: Chairs Up

When the laughter goes silent
Like a bar at closing
Where the chairs are all up
The floor is swept
And it’s me and this bottle
With all the ghosts of the night