skeleton – shannon p. laws

Ghost in the Hall

The Skeleton Ghost walking the halls at night
His spirit jumping out, looking for food for his soul
Wandering around for morsels of encouragement
His bony frame proved little return

When I was a child A Skeleton Ghost would walk The bedroom hall of our home Afraid of the dark I would sleep with the light on My door open just enough to keep out the trouble That lurks in the imagination of a ten year old, Usually, hiding under the bed or in closetsContinue reading “Poetry: Ghost in the Hall”