Ghost (poem)

in creativity •  7 years ago 

Stygian shadows wander through the woods
Phantoms bereaved in the early dawn
A myriad of lost words
Calling to the wind

Waning embers whisper in lambency
Drowned by the morning's mist
Sparks rising from the ash
Soaring to new heights

To a place they'll call home

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