haunted
Blue smoke,
dark ghosts neither entering nor leaving only lingering in the swirling gray thoughts that hold them somewhere between sorrow and hope ©Debbie Berk
The Haunted Poem
I don’t remember the exact moment I died or why my thoughts still wander beyond the grave or why my ghost cannot rest […]
The Shadow Keeper
I am the keeper of shadows and their secrets that speak sharply and softly like the bitter sweet poetry flowing in the accumulation of tears […]
Ghost Children and the Haunted River
Tiny creatures, eerie and child like visit me in the nights I am sleepless playing games of hide and seek under my eyelids where in […]
