your ghost.

in my dreams last night

you were walking circles

around me

haunting me

deeper than any obsession

Kristin Hersh could exacerbate

your absence chokes my breath

palpable, with the heavy weight

of a thousand's thousand ungiven kisses

i think last night

you were driving circles

around me

the heft of your flesh over mine

is a feeling i know not

but ache for all the same

how to close the wound

when only your phantom fingers

can ever touch its frayed edges?

in my dreams last night

you were walking circles

around me

Author's Note

excerpt & title used from "Your Ghost" by Kristin Hersh

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3VA8uaumikU

Reviews

[SpokenWord]

I have never been haunted by any ghosts even loved ones, I don't know if I would enjoy it really. It is hard enough to move on without them being attached and keeping me lost in the past and the present hurt of not having them. Beautiful writing or is it a tribute :) Nicely done.

[Periac]

eerie and haunting though i have a comfortable chair you have offered while reading....love its essence

[emmajoy]

Once upon a time hurt can only be cured by the past; we carry it with us into whatever we have, whatever we feel - the emptiness, the presence, the something inconsolable. Here you feel top to toes and in between, you're melted into not surrounded by that phantom love, that missed and regretted love. This has the power to cut deeply, feelings shared.

[Jonathan Ballam]

phantom fingers...Wow loved that image!

You seem to have a knack for writing tender, yet achingly viceral love poems. This one's a keeper ;)

[Creepy Swine Guy]

You write of longing and yearning so very elegantly. It is a pleasure to read your work. I learn much about the proper care and placement of words by reading you. The last stanza in particular is so very powerful. It stakes the longing to the reader's heart with a railroad spike

[J.Black]

Simply haunting in the prettiest form possible. This was penned to perfection. It's ironic we relate to things we once had/ known as ghosts or sometimes now, infringements of our imaginations and dreams.

[MAC]

what a great piece this is...it can fit whatever the needs are of the reader. no matter how you take it it is a brilliant write.

P.S. i read it to my dog Max and he enjoyed it too, he always recognizes talent

[just rose.]

everything along this vein is affecting me so much these days. the ephemeral quality of this is haunting - no pun intended - and the dreamlike refrain keeps it deliciously situated between two worlds. beautiful.

[V.B.]

Thanks for introducing me to Kristin Hersh--I've never heard her before, but I can see why this would inspire you.

"The heavy weight of A thousand's thousand ungiven kisses" was absolutely awesome. This whole poem was a beautifully poignant piece of art. Well done!

[Jim Parson]

Wow, this is beautiful, Jennie. The longing and ache are captured so perfectly by your words. I was going to copy and paste my favorite stanza, but I would have to copy the entire poem. Some really fabulous writing right here.