Gave Up Your GhostA Poem by Scott H.Good dancing, Peaceblossom
“Gave Up Your Ghost” Then - I had been afeared you Would give up your ghost, Disappear out into Those wild roads where Only cats like you can go – The roads that twist and Intersect the waking realm. You know that’s why their Eyes gleam, don’t you? They see the things we can’t Underneath the moonlight, Is that why I never found you? Now - That shape is just a towel laying Discarded in the hallway Right were you used to, That sound is just the wind Creaking this old house, Not your ghostly footpads Nor the opening of the door Or that familiar impression At the foot of my bed that I think must surely be you Returning but I open my eyes and You give up your ghost.
© 2008 Scott H. |
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Added on August 31, 2008 Last Updated on August 31, 2008 Author
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