#TANKATUESDAY Weekly #POETRY CHALLENGE NO. 244 #EKPHRASTIC #PHOTOPROMPT
The crying ghosts recall their names written on sheets of paper in the grim reapers book he sits, checks over each name the old grey walls longing for help there was a time when they called them home there’s one last name before the walls crumble © Anita Dawes 2021
Anita Dawes and Jaye Marie 
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It makes sense that the grim reaper would have such a ledger.
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Of course, he couldn’t possibly remember everything!
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Anita, I like your perspective from the ghost’s point of view. What a cool idea… the grim reaper’s book of the dead. Bravo! ❤
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Glad you liked it, Colleen… 💕
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I liked it a lot! Hugs to both of you ladies. ❤
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Evocative and mournful. Beautifully done! 💕🙂
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Thanks Harmony! 💕
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Very thought provoking. Paintings in this style are always waking sadness in me. Have a nice weekend! xx Michael
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