Ghost Buster

Ghost Buster

A Poem by Chris Shaw

This eerie silence will not last
as dawn brings milky smoke-like mist
to haunt our river, hide the view.
A host of ghosts are sweeping through.
Then moments later sol glows gold
the phantoms rise in upward lift.
Before my eyes the scene has changed,
the bank appears now clothed in green,
tall trees emerge to change the scene
and all bodes well, a clear new day.

© 2019 Chris Shaw


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And the new day emerges with the golden sol breaking free the morning mist. Yes, the smoky mist covering everything with its white clothing and the eerie silence perfectly describes a ghostly ambience but as soon as the golden rays embraces the earth they (ghosts:)) disappears as sun starts to reign the day. The living beings also starts their activity leaving the laziness ghost behind.

How effortlessly you portray the starting of a new day.... Awesome

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Chris Shaw

2 Years Ago

Thank you dear Sima for your endless encouragement. You are a gem dear friend.

Chris
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2 Years Ago

Aww... You are a gem too my dear friend!



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I am in Switzerland at the moment and the morning mists hang over the mountains before the sun penetrates and the blue sky emerges. Your poem was very effective - and Fairy's comment of its deeper significance was so apt. Sometimes we just have to be patient.

Posted 4 Years Ago


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Chris Shaw

4 Years Ago

Thank you Jibey for your response and I agree with Fairy's deep thinking on this one. Lucky you in S.. read more
Oh those misty mornings.. how wonderfully described here.

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Chris Shaw

4 Years Ago

Many thanks for your review.

Chris
You just described the arrival of dawn--"just" another day--as if it were a change of an entire season. Use of "sol" for sun--that genius little word exchange almost (!) went unnoticed.

I generally struggle with poetry, as a very direct speaking person, "dressin' up" the delivery is not my forte, and I must confess that too many poets have not learned the old fashion adage "Less is More" and I can get distracted by long and windy roads to saying the sky is blue (Adderall notwithstanding), so I have a special admiration and respect for those of you poets who know how to properly "accessessorize " .

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Chris Shaw

4 Years Ago

Carol, so pleased you chose to comment on this piece. Most of my poetry is not too long winded. I tr.. read more
i love the idea that the mist of morning is the ghosts of dawn...and when the dew and the mist rise, the ghosts are leaving their haunts for the day....
they will be back-----after nightfall.
j.

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Chris Shaw

4 Years Ago

That swirling mist is something else. It covered everything this morning. Did look like ghosts and w.. read more
This is such a wonderful little write, love the imagery

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Chris Shaw

4 Years Ago

So pleased you noticed the imagery. I always try to get a little bit of nature into my writing. Your.. read more
i love the mist in my midst gliding over the water in early morning it is one of things i miss the most about sleeping on a boat you just teleported me to many fond childhood memories. thank you rhyming queen

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Chris Shaw

4 Years Ago

Thank you Bunny. Pleased to have transported you to water and those memorable childhood days. We ar.. read more
Robert Trakofler

4 Years Ago

well you painted a lovely image for me... enjoy:)
Chris Shaw

4 Years Ago

Thank you :)
Indeed another described nature scene on offer from you this bright morning after the deluge. I can see that mist rising and dispersing as the sun evaporates it away and takes charge of the day. Nice rhyming piece.

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Chris Shaw

4 Years Ago

Many thanks John. No rain for us yet, though I understand it is expected later. Enjoying the beauty .. read more
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Vin
That morning visuals are absorbed and life's cycle is also addressed. On reading twice, I am getting more and more.
Keep pushng your limits.

Love

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Chris Shaw

4 Years Ago

Many thanks vin, especially for reading more than once. Your visit valued.

Chris
An early morning scene where the clouds, fog and mist are making the beauty of our surroundings hazy, and the rising sun which drives them away to make the view clear and bright is where your poem took me. Subsequently, I found myself thinking about the troubles and problems of one’s life, which too steer away eventually, and all we have to do is be hopeful and look forward to our own sun rising.
You had me thinking. A well written piece.

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Fairy Khan

4 Years Ago

The pleasure is all mine.
Sounds so peaceful and interesting. Have a good time. :)
Chris Shaw

4 Years Ago

Thank you dear Fairy.
Fairy Khan

4 Years Ago

You are very welcome, Chris.

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Chris Shaw

Berkshire, United Kingdom



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Albert, my paternal grandfather introduced me to Tennyson when I was nine. I have loved poetry ever since but did not attempt writing a single piece until I was 40. It's never too late to try somethin.. more..

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