My Lonely Ghost

 

When my mind chooses to wander

on it’s own

I go back

to my childhood home

that sits above a haunted Valley

where ghosts live in the trees and the cemetery that overlooks the Ocean

is not quiet and the dead do not sleep.

 

A dreadful apparition, faceless, shrouded in shadows,

stands at my bedroom window,

watched

by my aged dolls and my toy dog

with the crooked neck

as it waits

patiently

for the child it haunted this home

with

to return.

 

I miss you my unchanging revenant

and one day

or

maybe one evening

I will  return

and

  we will bedevil the night

together

 again.

 

Daily Addictions Prompt: Reverse

4 thoughts on “My Lonely Ghost

    • The picture is a recent one of my Grandparent’s home in Hawaii. The Valley is real- it’s just over the bluff down the road. The bedroom is real, it was my room. The Cemetery is real, members of my family are buried there. And if you ask my family the ghost is real too. I am glad you liked it because for the most part, it’s all true.

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