I remember a superstition

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What apparition dares walk
from this tomb, suave footsteps
echoing between faded stones
marking the passing of time
and human souls? Let the other
shoe drop in a puddle and expect

a splash, or does this spirit
have the confidence to walk barefoot
through a cemetery? Kids on the school bus
told me to never point at a graveyard
or I’d be there next but I can’t remember
if I listened or let the warning slip

through my fingers like an autumn
breeze bringing grave warnings
of winter and cold and death which
comes for us all while the bus driver
ignores us. Perhaps it was not a ghost
after all but merely the wind.

My imagination sometimes wins.

© 2021 | Phillip Knight Scott

Prompts:

• New2Writing #WRITEPHOTO – TOMB
• Word of the Day Challenge – apparition
• Fandango’s One Word Challenge – suave
• Eugi’s Weekly Prompt – Autumn

The Tomb – Image by KL Caley