Ghost by Charles J Hannan Am I forgotten In pages grown from circuits A steady wind howls In this ghost town read Bent signs with no direction Dusty trails that lead nowhere For to stop is too lonely Ride on Ride on into the new The younger More affluent Speak only of the ghost When no one is around Look into the sunset Burn your eyes into it and know I'm out there Just beyond that sign 05/10/2004 Posted on 05/10/2004 Copyright © 2024 Charles J Hannan Member Comments on this Poem Posted by Maureen Glaude on 05/10/04 at 12:33 PM haunting and truly speaks to me of my own ghosts and how while we need to move away from them, we know they reaappear so easily. Return to the Previous Page   pathetic.org Version 7.3.2 May 2004 Terms and Conditions of Use 0 member(s) and 2 visitor(s) online All works Copyright © 2024 their respective authors. Page Generated In 0 Second(s)