Spirits Whisper Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

Spirits Whisper



The Spirits
Whisper so
And mischievously
The Spirits
Whisper so
And sportively
The Spirits
They glide here and
There
The Spirits
You do not catch
The Spirits
You not touch
But hear
In the night
Hear
Whispering,
Whispering.

Monday, March 30, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: spirit
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Daniel Brick 31 March 2015

This is eerie. It makes me uncomfortable and want to keep a light on all night. The spirits have their own world - let them haunt it, not cross back into ours (no longer theirs) - We don't interfere in their world, they should't intefere in ours. TRUCE.

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