When I get more inspiration on this topic, I'll write more and add to this. The lack of capitalization/punctuation was on purpose, as sort of a contribution to the middle-of-the-night weirdness of the poem.
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a ghost lingers in the doorway
silently
watching
and listening
to the lives that flow around it
it. . . or him
I cannot tell which
but sometimes in the middle of the night
he whispers
softly singing in the dark
keeping the nightmares away
beckoning the dawn
When I get more inspiration on this topic, I'll write more and add to this. The lack of capitalization/punctuation was on purpose, as sort of a contribution to the middle-of-the-night weirdness of the poem.
Cool choice of topic! I like it, but I'd like to here more about it. I'd add to it, include a few more descriptions of the ghost, build up the atmosphere a little more. And I'd like to get to know the narrator and their emotions better, too. It's really good - I'd like to see it continued further.
Phoenixfire wrote:no, you're not missing anything. it was random. the general feeling was that of being comforted by a ghost singing in the dark, because in the middle of the night absolute silence can be scary as heck. I thought it was a fun image.
no, you're not missing anything. it was random. the general feeling was that of being comforted by a ghost singing in the dark, because in the middle of the night absolute silence can be scary as heck. I thought it was a fun image.
Okay, um, I don't see what this means. It's a nice poem, but I don't know where your coming from. maybe I'm missing something.
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