Mist... ...

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
Ghost poem...

Submitted: April 26, 2010

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Submitted: April 26, 2010

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Spectrum of mist rising out of the dark black night.

Eerie fog laying upon the ground, creeping forward.

Howling hounds crying in the far distance.

Creaking caskets as they rise from their resting grounds.

Moans and groans of eternal pains,

they stumble forward searching for those

to tell their tales too.

Musty, torn, molded and dusty their uniforms appear.

Their muskets still upon their shoulders.

No mistaking the navy blue and gray colors as they

walk united in death.

Their souls yearning for final peace.

Their mission, to show America what a divided

nation caused.

For theirs is eternal hell...

when this nations growth Paused.

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