Hippodrome Theatre, Eastbourne

A formless outline
Of a former time
Lurks in the gods
At odds
With the scenes
And electric screens
Mourning the stage
Of her vaudeville age
Haunting the air
With heady despair
Constantly there
Ready to scare
Your wandering gaze
On performance days.

Copyright Diny FvK


Form: Rhyming pairs
The poem is inspired by a photograph of a possible spirit that was taken by my friend whilst I was on a Ghost Hunt at the Royal Hippodrome Theatre, Eastbourne.

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