Hauntingly Quaint

Bricks and lanterns and lights and peace

The forlorn days and the ghosts on the

Walls that stand tall and inviting

Sprawled across the grassy lawn

I pause and I feel alone

As if time stopped and the past spoke

Whispered the secrets and taunted today's naught understanding

Swallow of figures milling about

Two worlds, one place

Forgetting what is behind, yet so evident in this place

Each brick mutters a strained breath

A sigh of history

-Inspired by my visit to the historical Ohio University in Athens, Oh