Reflection and my Ghost

Brain fart after too much whiskey

Heard a heavy knock on the door last night
Opened it in my dream
There stood me in a ghostly light
So scared I couldn't scream

"I'm leaving you" said the ghostly me
"you are boring me to death"
"It's been so long since I've been free
can't even feel my breath"

Now I was never one to shy away
from shying away from things
So I buried my head in quiet dismay
lets see what the morning brings

If you see my reflection and my ghost
and they're dancin' in the haze
Wont you please oh please just send them home
I'm ready to change my ways
please oh please just send them home
I'm ready to change my ways

By the light of day, I can safely say
everything seemed fine
Must have been beer, or some stinky cheese
that played tricks with my mind

I had me a shower to start my day
and make things a little clearer
What can I say, to my dismay
there was nothing in the mirror

I looked at the front, I looked behind
my reflection, it had left
"Am I really that boring" I thought to myself
or had there been a theft.

If you see my reflection and my ghost
and they're  dancin' in the haze
Wont you please oh please just send them home
I'm ready to change my ways
please oh please just send them home
I'm ready to change my ways

I put up some posters and Craigslist ads
Sayin' "Have any of you seen me?"
Got some marriage proposals, someone stole my bike
Some cops gave the third degree

They sent me away for a psych eval
they peered into my brain
They didn't find much, they rolled their eyes
"No need to detain"

Sittin' at home, my reflection and my ghost
well they're still out runnin' free
I really hope that the next time they leave
They'll think about takin' me

If you see my reflection and my ghost
and they're  dancin' in the haze
Wont you please oh please just send them home
I'm ready to change my ways
please oh please just send them home
I'm ready to change my ways

Reviews

[Betty Hermelee]

A playful poem and a funny dream... and sad at the same time... you definitely want to change your ways...how? it seems you're lonely and bored and need some attention.... i also detect a bit of fear as well...stepping into a whole new life isn't easy, but it's only a dream.... I like the repetition in this piece, and the tone you set.
Best, B

[Misterr Remeat]

It was fun to write. I giggled to myself through the whole thing. Thanks for reading!

[Temperance]

This was a fun and enjoyable read. It read very smoothly with a nice rhyme and meter. Thank you for sharing this joyful poem. Temp

[Misterr Remeat]

Thanks. It's been awhile since I've been here. Nice to know people are still reading this

[Temperance]

You’re welcome

[Temperance]

You’re welcome

[Temperance]

You’re welcome

[Temperance]

You’re welcome

[Temperance]

You’re welcome

[Carolynn]

This is truly hilarious - everything flows perfectly from begging to end and leaves me only wanting one thing - to hear it in a song! Bravo - well done!

[Misterr Remeat]

Thanks! There is a "part two" to this posted as well. Appreciate the kind words!

[Tony]

I think we all have to look at our lives from another perspective in order to make changes. Seeing myself as a ghost would be a pretty inspiring way "to change my ways."

[Misterr Remeat]

The older me looking at the younger me, and trying to put it all together and make me

[Robert Trakofler]

I found them at a casino in Vegas working a poker table scam with two hot girls at there sides, smoking Cuban cigars and flashing some serious bling. I asked them if they would come back and they laughed and handed me some poker chips with a flip at there wrists.... sorry man I tried! This is great, funny and well written awesome cadence and rhyme scheme I enjoyed this very much!

[Misterr Remeat]

Maybe the next chapter? LOL!

[barleygirl]

This is a wild-a*s moon ride to crazy town & I'm glad it's a one-way ticket. Your imagination is off the charts, which is enhanced by the matter-of-fact way you spill this story, as if nothing ever got more boring & mundane around there. This is hilarious in a tongue-in-cheek way. I'm so freakin' jealous, I wonder if my old brain synapses could even climb this high anymore? (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

[Misterr Remeat]

I wouldn't be to concerned about those old synapses, You seem to be firing on all cylinders! Have a great new year!

[barleygirl]

Here's buckets of cheer for your new year too! *smile*

[Lydia Shutter]

Well, I hope your reflection and your ghost had an ATM card so they could finance their fun and games! What a delightful write this is. The rhyme is flawless and the tongue in cheek humor is just wonderful. I enjoyed this. Lydi**

[Misterr Remeat]

Glad you liked it! Stop by anytime

[Lorry]

My reflection has been trying to escape for years. Every time I look at it, it looks back at me screaming, shouts yikes and runs away like scooby doo. :)

[Misterr Remeat]

Thats me first thing in the morning

[Ahnjolie McKenna]

Smiling... the words fairly 'bounce' along so effortlessly...you cannot help but smile as the story develops. This is perfectly lovely as it is...not a single word need be altered. I am so impressed...truly. When you create something that is this unique...you possess a gift. Thank you for sharing...
Ahnjolie

[Misterr Remeat]

Thanks for taking the time to read it!

[LKBillips]

Very much like a song, loved it! Very fun to read how boring you are lol. Great poem Misterr!

[Misterr Remeat]

Thanks! I've almost got it down in the key of C. If I could just sing and play at the same time that would be awesome.