She haunts the mansion late at night

Her soul’s too grey
from sorrow
she is the shadow borrowed wild,
she is nocturnal flicker,
wind-on-candle-
mist & midnight-moans,
she stirs
your loins upsets you with her ice
and groans a bit
just to be nice
to let you lose your sleep
for storytelling of her felt injustice deep.

But in the morning light she
fades to tears,
and you have nothing more to fear.

Ghost Diagram by Takato Yamamoto

A ghost story for toads

April 24, 2019

9 responses to “She haunts the mansion late at night

  1. Ah, so painful in this telling — this bit creates such an evocative image: “she is the shadow borrowed wild,/she is nocturnal flicker,/wind-on-candle-/mist & midnight-moans”.

  2. My goodness such a gorgeously dark and chilling narrative, Bjorn! ❤️ I love; “she is the shadow borrowed wild, she is nocturnal flicker, wind-on-candle- mist & midnight-moans.” Thank you so much for writing to the prompt! 😀

  3. “she is the shadow borrowed wild,
    she is nocturnal flicker,
    wind-on-candle-
    mist & midnight-moans”

    Gorgeous.

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