Ghost in the Graveyard

Marshall Potter

Dim street lights

Illuminate pavement

Still damp

Shiny from a storm

Bare feet slap and stomp

Down the sidewalk

Clothes catch on bushes

Collect dirt from the ground

Shrieks and names

Ring off darkened houses

Lining the street

Six children 

Gathered in the light cast off the porch

Six children

Decide their next game

Six children

Smile bright enough to rival the constellations above them