Poetry Clips – Wither (All My Ghosts)

I walk the halls

With all my ghosts


Has taken the stars from me

Those ever burning candles

Their last flames

Now wither in the wind

Leaving only shadows

And echoes

On the breeze

© Ann Bagnall

Image: ‘Three Lit White Candles And Old Books’ by John Williams

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