A Ghost Dance

A poem about a man saw his ghost girlfriend dancing ballet in a graveyard.

I stand in a graveyard looking at my girlfriend gravestone,

I send my flowers of red roses on her stone.

She used to be a beautiful ballerina dancer,

She died by a heart attack.

In my dreams I see her dancing in next to me.

I miss her smiled as she stared at me.

I close my eyes crying over her grave.

I open my eyes as I see the sky turning darkness

I see smokes of fog passing by her gravestone.

I see her dancing like she a ghost through the fog.

I called for her but she can’t hear me.

She kept on dancing as she came near me.

My eyes were in tears of joy when I saw her.

I told her to don’t leave me.

As soon she was done dancing,

The fog disappears and she was gone.

I will never forget her  dance.

Author's Note

Her music

Reviews

[Undying Glory]

very dark and gripping poem you've written here, and wonderful music to go along with it! now that was some good piano.
"My eyes were in tears of joy when I saw her.
I told her to don’t leave me.
As soon she was done dancing,
The fog disappears and she was gone.
I will never forget her dance."
such saddening words! brilliant write!

[Coyote Poetry]

The poem is sad and beautiful. I like the story and the emotion of the poem. It would be a honor to see a death dance. A outstanding poem. Thank you.
Coyote