GhostA Poem by Courtney HoughThey walk through me, On all their daily strolls. I yell that I’m here! But they can’t hear what’s been told. They can’t see me, But they can see my actions. Not seeing me, But the light I hit gets a reaction. I’m a ghost, In the land of living. Though I’m not dead? My heart is still giving. Nothing special, Can’t hold any attention. Nobody can hear my words. My name? Not even a mention. There are few of us, Ghost who haunt you. we prefer to be alone in haunting, Listen for a clue. We will whisper our thoughts, No one will hear. Be careful what you say, Ghosts are always near. when you cross over, You’ll have mourners. They’ll cover you, And flowers will adorn. But what for a ghost? I’ll just die on the street. You’ll never even know, But feeling something on your feet. We are already forgotten, Long before we’ve gone. But there’s enough of us, The haunt will live on. © 2020 Courtney Hough |
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Added on April 9, 2020 Last Updated on April 9, 2020 AuthorCourtney HoughIDAboutMy son and my daughter are my world. They make my life so much better. And I’m obsessed with my pets. I can’t believe all the things/Amazon packages my husband puts up with. True love! I a.. more..Writing
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