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Halloween Poem by S. Williams

Halloween Ghost

I hope that you are all enjoying the event so far.  There’s still loads to come, but now I think it’s time we had some poetry.

 

Well tap, tap, tap the ghosts are back
You thought you’d seen them off but now you’re under attack
They’re coming down the chimney, and up through the cellar floor
they’re screaming at your window, they’re moaning at your door
ell tip-y tap, toe you’ve got nowhere to go
You’ve set your heart in concrete but it’s all just for show
You know the name of every skeleton you hid under the bed
Every broken promise that you shot down dead
The way you murdered all the love and all the dreams they gave you
All you did was take, well now they’re here to repay you
Well tap, tap, tap the ghosts are back
And they’re not leaving ‘till it’s done

Well tap, tap, tap the ghosts are back
They’ve got a bell, book and candle and a Hessian sack
They’ve got a spade, and some salt and two pennies for your eyes
They’ve got a box made of Apple-wood to store up all your lies
There’s a ghost on a bike that’s racing round and round your head
Leaving streaks of pain across your sight
Making you wish you’d never said
There’s a body in your arms that you don’t remember kissing
And there’s fingers stroking through your hair but all the nails are missing
And if you’d only ever stayed with me, you wouldn’t have to pay
And I wouldn’t make you weigh your life; you’d live another day
Well tap, tap tap the ghost is back
And I’m not leaving ‘till it’s over

Well tap, tap, tap the ghost is here
And I’ve come to play a parlour game of consequence and fear
I’ve come to sit upon your chest and squeeze out all your life
I’ve come to watch my dying husband; watch my dying wife
Yes here I come a-tapping, the ghost of your love
The one you broke and buried, but not quite deep enough
The one for whom eternity meant forever and a day
But to you just meant the packaging, a thing you throw away
Here I come a-weeping and a-stumbling to you
The ghost of everything you did to me that wasn’t true
Here I come to kiss you, to take away your breath
To take your arm in mine, my love
And walk you into death

Copyright © S. Williams, 2015

 

‘Tuesday Falling’ is S. Williams debut novel.  It is available to buy on Amazon:-

http://www.amazon.co.uk/Tuesday-Falling-S-Williams-ebook/dp/B00R0RGSHU/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1445367511&sr=1-1&keywords=tuesday+falling

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3 thoughts on “Halloween Poem by S. Williams

  1. Sue Harrison on said:

    Compelling read

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  2. Great poem. It reminded me of Edgar Allen Poe’s “The Raven.”

    Like

  3. Terry Tyler on said:

    Fab, well done!

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