Haunt
poem by:
Smokey Wraith
Written
on May 30, 2018
Full is the moon Large and bright Shining a beacon Into the night Calling to those Forgotten and lost Still holding on Despite the cost Nobody sees them Nobody cares High in the sky The moonlight glares Beyond the veil Into the black But once you're a haunt There's no turning back
Tags: Sad, Dark,
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Frank Hornby . commented on May 30, 2018 at 9:05pm
There is something haunting about a full moon.....each time I look at a full clear moon it's hard to believe that men have walked on its surface.....amazing......nice poem Smokey......
A previous user
commented on May 31, 2018 at 1:06pm
That is a really nice poem Smokey. The moon shines in through my window each night and I often look at it and wonder who else may be looking at the same moon. I have to say, I find comfort in it for sure. Lifts the darkness from me like a drug euphoria haha :)
k river
commented on Jul 27, 2020 at 6:01am
Hi Smokey,
This a good poem and it flows and reads nicely. The thing that you might do to improve the read of it so the reader can catch their breath, is break it into stanzas . Make a double space between every four lines in this poem.
Best regards,
K River
