Supernatural Poetry posted October 31, 2014

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8-syllable-line quatrains in rhyme

Holey Ghosts

by Joan E.

Way back in eighteen-sixty-four
A man went off to serve in war
Soon returned as a deserter
Leading to his frightful murder

He was hanged from an old oak tree
But not at the proper degree
His lynchers had to dig a hole
So they could reach their ghastly goal

Thus he dangled above a pit
Until his breath sputtered and quit
To this day the ditch won't stay filled
Ghosts sweep it clean for the soul killed


I understand this ghost story is based in fact and is told in the South at this time of the year. My thanks to GaliaG for the eery "Ghost Tree".

Despite this dark story, I hope ya'all had a happy Halloween. -Joan

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