Skeletal Lights Blind Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

Skeletal Lights Blind



Skeletal lights blind
Across the cemetery ways
For it be
Now deep midnight.

Dresses white and
Colored
Move
With no flesh

Old tombs yawn, monuments
Light
Fires swarm as snakes
But not of glow-worms:
The feast of the Spirits
Hist! disturb not!
It be deep midnight.
And
Dawn is far away
Better for her
Awhile to wheel away.

Tuesday, December 9, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: death
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