Mistakenly the identity
of ghost and man alike
and all that we ever see
sometimes in the night
plaguing sleep
and yet sleeplessly
still we move on
Came the shadow
to our porch
and found us
all awake
and hungry was it
to say the least
so we invited it
to stay
Passing time in conversation
With specter most becoming
while somewhere in the open air
there was a spirit drumming
We stepped judiciously
and somewhat suspiciously
in circles round his steps
Until our tired finally met
the rising of the sun
and then our new friend left
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Wonderland
PoetryPoetry inspired by the works of Lewis Carrol. These poems explore the oddities of life through the perspective of a subtle madness. Enjoy. All content in this book is under copyright laws and may not be reproduced in any way without express permissi...
