a gray November day

willyweed

Is it just a dream? A frightful dream, a nightmare in daylight she was there when I looked up at the window of the second floor my heart was as heavy as the gloom of this gray November day my soul felt empty as  a raided tomb would be I know I have been lonely now I am afraid with loves ghost I am  being haunted I fear the spark of love we shared will burst right into flames burning down the house only then will her Spirit... be free.

  • Author: willyweed (Offline Offline)
  • Published: March 6th, 2017 05:58
  • Comment from author about the poem: a haunting by love?
  • Category: Fantasy
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Comments7

  • WriteBeLight

    Very gloomy indeed. Hope she becomes a free spirit like you WW. 🙂

  • willyweed

    me too but I don't know I made this one up as a ghost story, total fiction! what! ww

  • Michael Edwards

    Oh plenteous gloomloads - well written WW

    • willyweed

      WoW Thanks Michael you are to kind lol

    • Goldfinch60

      Very good moving write.

      • willyweed

        Boo thank you Goldfinch I do appreciate !

      • MendedFences27

        Another haunted happening, or justa fictional story. Either way, well written and an unusual take on the haunting. The return of a loved one or an omen of things to come? nice one. - Phil A.

        • willyweed

          Thanks Phil a haunting I suspect, since it scared the shit out of me...lol WW

        • Augustus

          Great idea for a poem. Almost a haunting one would welcome. Kudos.

        • willyweed

          Thank you Augustus I appreciate that, I hope you are well and feeling good?



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