Do I believe in ghosts?

How exactly can you not?

I bravely barked at something by the backyard posts;

Do I believe in ghosts?

Dad looked, you’re gone, and must think we’re terrible hosts,

Now I’m waiting for a devil’s kiss, my stomach’s in a knot.

Do I believe in ghosts?

How exactly can you not?

Prompted from Francis the Frenchie’s Daily Triolet Poetry Challenge at: https://francisthefrenchie.com/2021/11/01/francis-the-frenchies-daily-triolet-poetry-challenge-november-1-2021/.

Prompted from Tuesday Writing Prompt Challenge at: https://godoggocafe.com/2021/10/26/tuesday-writing-prompt-challenge-october-26-2021/.

Prompted from Reena’s Xploration Challenge at: https://reinventionsreena.wordpress.com/2021/10/28/reenas-xploration-challenge-205/.