They terrify me.
Turn in any direction, they follow with their
ear-splitting shrieks and horrible, unreal faces.
"Do you see them?" I implore.
None do.
Babbling about leaf-turn and sunsets,
my companions are blind to the horror
of these squealing dwarves.
"Join us in the light," these simpletons urge!
They don't believe in the living. 

Wondering if ghosts are scared of trick-or-treaters for Flash 55, hosted by my BFF Hedgewitch.


hedgewitch said…
As always you manage to turn a trope around with consummate skill--and to answer the question, if they're not afraid, they should be!I love the tongue in cheek tone and the cleverness, and the mood, and of course, G-man would have been delighted. Thanks for playing, Shay, and for making my weekend as kickass as it gets!
Cloudia said…
Fun, but deep too
Kerry O'Connor said…
You offer a unique perspective, here.. It's like I always think of a snake as being more scared of me than I am of it. Your last line is stellar.
Sherry Blue Sky said…
This delighted me, deeply.
Magaly Guerrero said…
I think you were possessed when you wrote this one. Yep, I'm sure of it. Ghosts have been looking for a vessel, trying to find a way to tell the world just how annoying the little monsters can be.

I always love the way in which most of your poem can be turned into a short film. Brilliant.
Susie Clevenger said…
I can see my grumbling spirit walking among those shrieks.. lol Yes, I could see this on film. We walk the hallowed pumpkin yowl wishing we could steal tongues while the dwarfs collect treats.
cricket said…
love that twist. i don't believe in them, either.