RESTLESS SOULS
It's always been claimed that places can be haunted,
uneasiness felt around ancient doors.
Fleeing the skies to settle scores:
undefined figures, strange lights, sounds,
impressions in restless beds
up to those well-rehearsed tricks.
But I met an old man at the dead of day.
He said: perhaps it's us that are haunted,
carrying our burdens to sympathetic rooms,
baring our spirits' woes and wounds
that draws these old adversaries
from dreams in graves and turbulent tombs.
raypool
Wed 21st Feb 2018 16:42
Thank you for selecting this poem Charlotte - your comment is welcome. I think if you have a compulsion it would be only natural (not supernatural, haha) to follow it up. There are many things unexplained that can be spontaneous and need examining. I'm sure you will follow your dream in this respect as I did. Keep an open mind at all times!!
Ray