Thread: Grandpa's Ghost

Here's another work of mine. Haven't gotten much in the area of good reviews round here, but that may be because everything I've submitted here is something that I worked on in a a matter of hours. Oh well, this poem is also of that. Just tell me what you think, as usual, no adivce, just if you like it or hate it. Thank you.


Grandpa's Ghost


On one cold night, not long ago
I crept the walls of my home
By darkest night, without a light
I made this journey alone.

My confidants had long retired
Exhausted from their days work
My life force had not expired
Through this dark house I did lurk

Deep down within my heart
I knew that something was amiss
As though a practice of a dark art
I harkened back to a time sans bliss

A gloomy time some years ago
When I beheld great sadness
Of sick disease, and of sick woe
I was driven through great madness

My father’s father, ill with death
Was fighting with great toil
When all was lost, with one last breath
He left our mortal coil.

Twas years past at this point
For I had forgotten the pain
But on this night that disappoint
Would drench upon me like rain

And soon a feel of great gloom
Had caught up with my pace
I came upon an empty room
My grandfather’s death place

This room had not been used greatly
Since my grandfather’s demise
But on nights like this, I entered lately
Never fearing surprise

But on this night something came abound
Something of a phantasm
I felt a chill and spun around
And I behold a phantom

It floated high on the ceiling above me
Only stirring, not making any move
It soon descended for me to see
This majesty approve

It did not attack or even scare
It went to shake my hand
I saw its face and lack of hair
I found that I did know this man

It was truly he, back from the grave
I did not trust what I saw
With a loss for words, not feeling brave
I merely muttered: “Grandpa?”

He shook his head in answering
My jaw had dropped in fear
I worked up the power and willing
And asked: “Why are you here?”

“For this night, and this night only
I’ve come to bring a message to thee
Through the past years, by love and fears
You have come to have forgotten me.”

Of this sin, I was quite guilty
Sadly I had to admit
For half a decade was of eternity
After all that time I did forget

“I’m sorry grandpa,” I said sadly
“I never meant to forget you
The pains of life hit the memory badly
But you live on within me, this is true”

He smiled and laid his hand on me
Although I did not feel it’s union
He then looked up and whispered to me
“One day we will meet again, in an after life reunion.”

And so he disappeared once again
Through the ceiling wince he came
To relive times with an old friend
I would never again forget his name

So I continued on through the night
But what stayed with me the most
Was knowing in my heart that it was only right
To never forget Grandpa’s Ghost.