Poems: Volume 5
A GHOSTLY FACE Alone in the woods, or alone you should be. When there’s a face, in the darkness, a face you shouldn’t see. You stand there, just waiting, frozen with fear. A cold hand grabs you, but who’s, is unclear. WHAT ARE WE AFRAID OF? Is it vicious wars, huge, hairy arachnids. Destruction and … More Poems: Volume 5