A Collection of Phantom Poetry

by Christine Lennoire

This is a collection of sweet, sappy, angsty, and thoughtful poems I wrote about the Phantom. Instead of making a new story for each of them, I decided to compile them, since some of them were so short. Lots of EC and a little CR... LITTLE!

2. Heavenly Things

Heavenly Things

I can hear bells in the air,

Small, insolent things.

They cling and they clang,

Reaching me with their tiny rings.

I hate the sound of bells,

They remind me of you.

They sound so fake,

Yet they are so true.

I could not find a better representative

Of heaven itself, than a bell.

Like you, it is sent from above,

Killing me, until silently, I finally fell.

So it continues to torture me,

The tiny little bell.

Until it is time for me,

To descend once more into hell.

This is my first poem from Erik's perspective. He thinks deeply about bells and of course… how they and everything else on the earth can somehow remind him of Christine. I, personally like it. It's not my best, but, hey! What can I say? Every one can't be best!