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The Ghost Ship

The Ghost Ship

The Seagulls cry,

‘There’s trouble at sea!’

and then they try,

‘There’s trouble at mill!’

and, still there is no response

from the empty boat;

that leaks not a bit,

so that it

is still afloat

after all these years;

its sailed upon every ocean

and many a turgid sea;

with no pause at a harbour

a lone ghost-ship is she.

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“There Be Ghosts!”

“There Be Ghosts!”

Sudden strange sulphur smells

signify spirits.

If you believe in that sort of thing.

I don’t.

Perhaps you do.

Anyway, it was the alliteration of the phrase

that caught my gaze.

A Ghost Story – A Reverse Poem (read it backwards and forwards)y

ghost house

The End

And the ghosts? They all lived happily ever after…

There was nothing there, but the sound of laughter.

The house was still, the people gone,

Around the rooms, just moonlight shone;

The door ajar, an entry made,

The shadows set, as life-lights fade

He had tiptoed in, was seen no more

Soft the knocks gently at the door,

One lost boy with laces trailing

One dark night there had come a’ calling

Just spirits live there, nothing else

Upon that hill still stands that house.

 

 

 

Upon that hill still stands that house;

Just spirits live there, nothing else.

One dark night there had come a’ calling

One lost boy, with laces trailing.

Soft the knocks gently at the door,

He had tiptoed in, was seen no more

The door ajar, an entry made,

The shadows set, as life-lights fade.

Around the rooms, just moonlight shone;

The house was still, the people gone,

There was nothing there, but the sound of laughter.

And the ghosts? They all lived happily ever after…

The End