Ghostly Winter Ball


Ghostly Winter Ball

The Ghostly choir sings, while gathered at the falls,
Seeking resonance as in those symphonic halls,
Drawn by the merry music of the water’s sound.
A waterfall’s clear tone is Nature’s best around,
When eerie haunted tunes echo off frozen walls.

They gathered there to practice for their fancy Balls.
Soon phantom sounds are followed by their spectral calls,
While lady fairies gaily dance around the mound,
The Ghostly choir sings.

Wild water really dances while the chorus drawls
To hip hop melody the mad maestro installs.
Just can’t stop twinkling toes from tapping on the ground.
Chances advance as spirited devil’s play abound.
Moonglow shines brightly, as a magic mood recalls,
The Ghostly choir sings.


Author Notes:

This poem is a Rondeau.

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