haunt me yet—
streaming, gleaming from the skies
howling, yowling mournful cries
dancing, prancing 'fore my eyes
my fear I fear I can't disguise
terror, trembling, ague, and yet
I somehow like
his dreadful pet
© Kay Davies, 2012
Over at the Imaginary Garden with Real Toads, my friend Ella asked us if we believe in ghosts (I think maybe I do). Then she asked us to write a haunted poem using a line from previously published verses, some of them famous, from the list HERE.
However, I was just googling around today and, when I saw the above photo, my poem wrote itself.
Image credit: T.A. Rector/University of Alaska Anchorage, H. Schweiker/WIYN and NOAO/AURA/NSF Aug., 2009 with wide-field Mosaic Camera on Mayall 4m telescope at Kitt Peak National Observatory