I love a good spooky poem to read in October. And lately, Emily Dickinson has fascinated me. So I wanted to take a second to share one by her that I love.
The Only Ghost I Ever Saw
The only ghost I ever saw
Was dressed in mechlin, —so;
He wore no sandal on his foot,
And stepped like flakes of snow.
His gait was soundless, like the bird,
But rapid, like the roe;
His fashions quaint, mosaic,
Or, haply, mistletoe.
His conversation seldom,
His laughter like the breeze
That dies away in dimples
Among the pensive trees.
Our interview was transient, —
Of me, himself was shy;
And God forbid I look behind
Since that appalling day!
Do you have any spooky poems that you enjoy this time of year?
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hfdhgfgfhfhhg THIS IS ACTUALLY SO SO GOOD???!! I LOVE, OK?? thank you so much for sharing <33