Inbetweeners

Inbetweeners

A Poem by Chris Shaw
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Imagination takes a hike

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Who walks this way, displacing stones,
whose shadows shiver through my bones,
along this tow path to the lock?

In my mind's eye, I see them all,
an army strolling, short and tall
of souls departed years before.

They move with steps of quiet grace,
their silken dresses edged in lace,
while suited, booted, collared men
link arms with loves, protecting them.

Young children feed old crusts to ducks,
in breeches, caps and floral prints.
On Sunday morning I can see
as ghosts appear, so crystal clear.
In technicolour they stand out,
alive they are, alive to me.

Regard their faces, watch them laugh
as they meander down that path
which leads to Sonning's Saxon church.

Yet in between the living lurk
who have no time to visit church,
whose presence momentarily,
I can not feel, I do not see.

© 2018 Chris Shaw


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How cool is this, you made us humans feel like we're the ones from another dimension which is so true. I honestly can't even tell you how many times I've felt like a stranger in this world, what if we truly are the apparitions and like Jhins or Ghosts or whatever names people have for the souls that walk freely the earth are the ones that truly belong. I love how your imagination drives this poem to a point where you make us feel clairvoyant with you, bringing the ghosts you mention to life with your imagery. Once again your poem is able to put out a really nice message. Loved it!

Posted 6 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

6 Years Ago

Hot day, imagination going crazy. Thank you



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An amazing peek into the still-animated past.
Eerie, melancholy and haunting.
Outstanding, Chris!

Posted 6 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

6 Years Ago

Thank you Jimmy for your very kind review. Amazing where the imagination can go on a hot summer's da.. read more
The spiritual souls of the long gone, still linger on to fill the void.... the empty spaces .And for the searching mind to find them. Chris, Your poems are very poignant and paint such a meaningful images. I find your poems absolutely wonderful.

Posted 6 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Mrudula Rani

6 Years Ago

It is such a pleasure getting to know your wonderful mind!
Chris Shaw

6 Years Ago

There are many wonderful people on this site. I consider myself fortunate to have found it and a ble.. read more
Mrudula Rani

6 Years Ago

I agree 100/100 with you. There are some brilliant writers here and they also have wonderful natu.. read more

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Chris Shaw
Chris Shaw

Berkshire, United Kingdom



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