The sounds of the souls disturbed.
You can feel their fire
the embers glow in every tree that they encompass.
The night sky screams in anticipation for their return.
The ghostly wind that chills the spin
shocking everything it touches
every direction holds its own sounds.
4 thoughts on “Hour 8: Prompt 8: Souls Returned”
I’m watching A Christmas Carol – this poem sings the story of the movie. Love it.
Thank you 🙂
Great word choices! The last line is especially a fantastic ending.
Thank you so much 🙂