Ghost Town

 

The bitter winds of sorrow

blows the tumbleweed

that was once blissful hope

through the lonely streets

filled with regret and despair.

 

Invisible to the naked eye

is the essence of the happy faces

that once filled the saloon

that looked so much

like you and me.

 

Now the road is filled with dust

covering what was a great love

that was shot through the heart

when it was thought

my aim wasn’t true.

 

As the sun sets in the west

I can’t find the will to saddle up

To leave this lonely town

and move forward into a city

that holds laughter and hope

for the ghost of you is still

the only place the spirit of me

wants to cross over too.

 

 

Reviews

[Lori]

Wonderful poem -- from the title (which so perfectly captures the essence of the poem) to the very evocative end. It conjures up not just images but sensations of loneliness and pain. We feel your spirit trapped here in this place (both in the mind and physically) that really is an emotional Ghost Town, because it's been abandoned by the loved one. I love how we tie the small town's physical place in with the internal state.

[These Haunted Hallways]

I agree with everyone here. A sad, lonely piece with memories of an era so great, now frozen in time. Tragic, yet pretty haunting piece. Great work!

B.A.

[Mysty Rayn]

This is so very touching, so sad, but so lovely. You have such a great way of expressing emotion. I loved it!

[Rain]

Perfect title for such a haunting poem. Great piece. Rain..

[Nicole (Carpe Diem)]

great piece... sad and heartbreaking... fantastic writting

[Laura E. Aranda]

Ghost Town is the correct title, by far...you couldn't name a piece this 'hauntin' anything else! Thanks for asking me to read this piece. Sorry it took so long to get around to it. I love the symbolism you use. Cheers,lea

[SM Davis]

Dale, this is as desolate as the title. Well written of course (except the last word should be to), no arguments there. The metaphor is flawless. I am so used to your passionate writes, that this had me taken back for a moment. The voice in the poem has almost given up. There is always a tomorrow...another fight, another kiss...another chance meeting....

[Seriana]

This is perfect in emotion Dale. I got a sudden overwhelming sense of sadness at the end. Like a lonely rider walking through the town with no name where no one resides. I'm glad to see your emotion in this. Nice job!

[Poets Soul]

Excellent poem, sad but emotionally charged with feelings that most of us can relate to. Good stuff.

[Fran Marie]

As the sun sets in the west

I can't find the will to saddle up

To leave this lonely town

An intense and sad write with deep emotions brought forth~

love rolls out like an old tumbleweed ,yet you cannot go forward~ very lonely piece

of writing so well penned~

Fran Marie