Specters Flight

Specters cursed to roam the night
With wings unfurled
Taking flight

Haunting of a sweetened dream
Turning all
To hellish scream

Going forth in surges
Of blood
Tombs have opened
Pushing away
Mud

Howling
Prowling
Till first light

Prayers are heard
Beseeching safety
On this night

Erase the fears
Of the
Specters flight

Last Few Words: Seems to me there should be more to this . Any suggestions?

Style/Type: Free verse

Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back

Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft

Region, Country: North Carolina, USA

Favorite Poets: Edgar Allen Poe

Wow! Very good!

Going forth in surges
Of blood
Tombs have opened
Pushing away
Mud

I know this dream too well.

always, Cat