Ghosted

Ghosted

A Poem by Patricia
"

By my muse

"

 

I nearly drown

then rise for air

in the ebb and flow

of your complexities

 

that you offer

like tea or coffee

on the deck of what

may be a ghost ship

 

it’s easy to forget

you are not real when

I have felt your touch and

I have heard you speak

 

but you always disappear

leaving me treading in

an ocean of spirits

with unfinished business

 

and I, with no words

for any of them

this is not how

I wanted to drown

 

I wanted to drown in you

© 2022 Patricia


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Complex partners often inhabit ghost ships. Sounds as though this one caused you to walk the plank.

Posted 2 Years Ago


Patricia

2 Years Ago

Hello John, nice to see you and I hope you are well and enjoying summer. Thank you for reading and c.. read more
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Gee
I have heard of folk being ghosted but had to, just now, Google it's meaning. Not happy with your muse if this her game with you Patricia, not happy at all.
Must be frustrating to want to write but lack ideas or inspiration.
Hope you are well m'dear

Posted 2 Years Ago


Patricia

2 Years Ago

Hello love! How are you doing these days? I hope you are enjoying your summer! I’m well and thank .. read more
Patricia… you are quite a Romancer of being tossed in Waves of lustful overtures that engulf your dreams … as ever, Pat

Posted 2 Years Ago


Patricia

2 Years Ago

Thank you Pat for your kind words ;) Have a beautiful weekend! Hugs!
I feel a muse here misbehaving. Ghosting is quite a horrible experience.

The unfinished business, the words that won't come when the muse plays mean.

I am probably way off course dear P, but this is where I drifted in the pre dawn fog and I am so tired, but can't sleep :)

Chris





Posted 2 Years Ago


Patricia

2 Years Ago

You are right on target my dear friend, actually it was written with a duo meaning but I always say .. read more
Chris Shaw

2 Years Ago

Thanks hon. Starting to feel weary now. Nighty night.
wonderful metaphor, and a slam dunk ending...

Plenty of unfinished business...Plenty....

Posted 2 Years Ago


Patricia

2 Years Ago

Thanks j! You know, one of these days I’m going to write an ending that just fizzles out and you w.. read more
Heartfelt piece P., this is not a real relationship if you can't appreciate even a touch; it's a ghostly affair set up by your muse, that sways with the wind; though you need this to be real; if he comes and goes, you then suffer, because you know he's really a ghost, or a person who can't offer the love you beg for. You drown "in his complexities" ; tell your muse to find a another hip guy! I don't want you to be duped .
Great write
HUGS,

( not sure of my babble!)


Posted 2 Years Ago


Patricia

2 Years Ago

I love your babble B! Babble away! Thank you for your comment Hugs! And have a beautiful weekend. Lo.. read more

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