Chasing the Devil

Ghost Walk

Is this poem about you?

I haven’t decided yet

It changes from time to time

Lust and desire – to angry and hate

The bridge burns slowly from side to side

Lovely thoughts—grow pictures on sunny days

Dark shadows appear in the sky—

My heart starts and hateful fire other days


I walk the outskirts where the brush grows wild and high-

I look to the forest -deep dark and wide-

I turn to the valley-over grown and dry

Feelings die slowly—I close my eyes

You vanish from my thoughts lay in decay

No, this poem is about me—on a long walk home

I’ll sleep good tonight –

On a soft pillow of white

Thanking God, I am alone

William J Breen Jr 12/26/2020


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