Halloween

Collecting candy,
While going door to door dressed,
As scary monsters.

Palm Reader

A Gypsy lady,
Read my palm today and was,
Very Accurate.

We Will All Die

We are all dying.
A little bit every day.
No way around it.

Victorian Death

Victorian Days,
They all wore black when I died.
A Beautiful Death.

In Mourning

A day of Mourning,
A Funeral Procession,
Leads us to the grave.

Bad News

I heard a whisper,
In my left ear this morning,
It was not good news.

Fondled By a Ghost

A ghost fondled me,
When I was trying to sleep.
I enjoyed it too.

Grabbed by a Ghost

A ghost grabbed me from,
The darkness of the shadows.
I was trespassing.

Old Ghosts

Old ghosts are walking,
Across their old memories,
Of their life once lived.

Ghosts Are Around Us

Ghosts are all around,
Us, but you cannot see them.
You will know by touch.