A Face From My Past

The door was opened as I entered the gloomy room,
When suddenly a witch flew by me on her magic broom.
I closed the door behind me as I gingerly walked in,
But evilness followed me proclaiming my every sin.

A ghost appeared resembling a face from my past,
It spoke to me and said," I have found you at last."
I tried to exit the building but the door just locked,
Music filled the room as my legs danced to Hard Rock.

She floated in mid air as she waved her hand at me,
Then gave me an invitation of a place I once was to be.
It was for a Halloween party when we were in school,
Neglected to show up and she did not think it was cool.

I had no choice as my feet glided with every move,
And suddenly we were both dancing way above the roof.
The night faded as the hours soon came to a stop,
Twelved o’clock and our bodies gently just dropped.

The full moon shined and illuminated the empty space,
I reached out but their was no body, not even a face.
With a confused mind I walked out that Halloween night,
Knowing that I had finally made everything right.

Oscar Elizondo
Copyright ©2008 OscarElizondo

A Face From My Past

oscarelizondo

Harlingen, United States

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It’s not polite to leave somebody in the cold because it could come back and haunt you. In this poem such a thing does happens to a young man on a very strange night, “Halloween”!

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