| GHOST IN THE GRAVEYARD |
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| A sudden gasp, your eyes open fast Awakened by something unseen Listen for clues as you stretch to your feet and absorb the ethereal scene An eerie mist hovers in the field refusing to rise with the sun Enslaved within its penetrating chill Your feet unable to run Deep in the haze a shadowy form drifts into your view With squinting eyes try to recognize the dark figure moving toward you Your pounding heart echoes through the fog and still you haven't exhaled Cobwebs of sleep cloud your thoughts as you try to recall the details What brought you to this garden of death where you stand on this gray dawn? Bu the previous night is beyond your grasp Your memory has withdrawn Your mind, like your feet, are fixed in the moment Paralyzed by imminent fear What will happen when you're discovered by the shrouded one drawing near But the hooded figure glides on past to a nearby stone in the ground Places a single flower in the grass Then leaves without turning around Finally you breathe a sigh of relief as you approach the stone for a clue You read the lines and are stunned to find The ghost in the graveyard is you |
| (c) 2004 Sheila W |