The grave was freshly dug
Just awaiting the arrival of the body
Four Ghosts stood silent in wait
They had waited a long time
The waiting was over
The gravestone would remain nameless
There would be no mourners
No prayers goodbye
The body was checked for the final time
A customary nod would start proceedings
The coffin was placed into the hole
The gravediggers quickly shovelled the earth back into place.
No words were spoken
Satisfied, they left
Four Ghosts stood silent in wait
They had waited a long time.
The waiting was over
Four Ghosts
Now
Became
Five..
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Author:
Paul Bell (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: October 8th, 2026 04:33
- Category: Gothic
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- Users favorite of this poem: Teddy.15, sorenbarrett
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Comments3
Good write
And just like that... Your imagery is very good, I hope those ghosts weren't ex's 🤣
I liked the pacing on this one Paul the slow line for line delivery added to the tension and gave the last line more power. The mystery of who these were remains to hold the poem in the mind of the reader. Nicely done
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