Ghost Story

I've just finished writing my first ever ghost story. It would have to be the least scary ghost story around, but I like it. I guess it's more a ghost encounter story. 

It's wonderful having an iPad that works properly again. It's difficult to write on one that has a spiderweb of giant cracks through the screen.

I'm tired but my brain is refusing to shut off. Might write some more

:D

Flannels

It moulds and falls softly
As I slip my hand beneath its limpness
And find the sleep warmed flesh beneath
The fabric brings an overwhelming warmth
Made from comfort, familiarity and use
Instead of its original purpose of thickness
The faded patterns, once vibrant
And as bright as midday sunshine
When she walks from the bedroom
And slips between the sheets beside me

Dripping

It's a beast
It's not man or woman
Not human or animal
But somehow it is all of them

A dripping monster
With talons and claws where hands
Where paws should have been

It reaches out, nails sharpened
To an agonizing edge
And cuts through, slowly
Too slowly, too painfully
Through my flesh

Right through guts and sinew
Gripped in its clenched fist
It pulls away with what I once was

I am left with a gaping ragged hole
Dripping clags of tissue and reason
Blood and purpose where I am forever changed.

Surprises

From unknown corners
When all else seems at ends
Including,
most importantly yourself
There comes an unexpected lift
In the smallest
And most basic of words

I don't believe

It's everywhere

In praise or cursing

Arguments

Do you or don't you

And the judgement

That goes along with that answer

A kind of lusting

That first mesmerizing glance

Something sinuous

That makes you look again

Through half shuttered eyes

Because the pull is too strong

Everyone must notice

But the rest of the world 

Skitters on past without a glance

And you want to scream

And shake the strangers

Who don't notice the magic

Winter

A dull yellow verging on brown

Evidence of winters hold

Over grass and trees

And a tighter grasp

On the homosapiens

Unable to hibernate, to rest

Like other animals

More naturally accustomed