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you have been living with my ghost. the rest of me is gone,wisp’d way by grief. all that’s left here are remnants hanging in the air ,words not said old smoke rings and other barely there things. :: In April, we poem.
She’s searching for meaning in the shadows on the ceiling, some wraith to warn her, ban-shee her way fully awake; there’s a hole in the kitchen wall now and a ghost of a chance she’ll still stay. The day’s a fading bruise of forked-tongue … Continue reading
thing is, they’ve made the most of all this gossamer spirit-song, perhaps longed for gold, but found the sunrise to be the richest of all. and now, their needs are small, their voices proud – all banshee promise, spilled aloud … Continue reading
, and the day’s all wrung out, small and silent – buzzing sunset burned to cricket song, I’m lost in the long …………..(shadow) -gone ghost of you, and the sky’s too small for such an intricate heart. .. In … Continue reading
they are quiet only in the light. by night, they whisper things we have long forgotten and no longer want to know. they grow their shadowed secrets long and loud and strong within our veins. they strain to hear our … Continue reading
.. There’s a spirit in my sunroom, and he’s got a lot to say. I think he’s rather bothering; I wish he’d go away. He’s a specter wearing spectacles, who thinks he’s rather wise. He’s a wraith with wrath to … Continue reading