Fancy

Fay Slimm.

 

Fancy.

 

Damp-dark the ivy-cloaked walls

shutter gone days

in wraith-raising moonlight.

 

Voices haunt empty great halls

as spectres graze

on pregnant-rich silence.

 

   Other world near-heard whispers         

sets fancy free       

to unfurl messaged echoes.           

                   

Ruins, as poets have witnessed,

already know

how relics manifest ghosts.

 

              

 

                    

 

 

  • Author: Fay Slimm. (Offline Offline)
  • Published: July 14th, 2021 04:00
  • Comment from author about the poem: A bit of wry tongue-in-cheek observation on poets like me - full of fancy .......... hope you enjoy.
  • Category: Unclassified
  • Views: 35
  • Users favorite of this poem: Accidental Poet
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  • Doggerel Dave

    I was creeped out by this - thank you Fay.
    Now to try to get a good night's sleep.
    Not kidding - I had very similar dreams as a child...

    • Fay Slimm.

      Oooh - do hope the read did not raise too many creepy child-hood upsets Dave - - thanks a load though for reading my bit of whimsey.

      • Doggerel Dave

        Didn't happen - can confirm a good night's sleep after all - cancel the long trip Fay, no need to come all that way to rescue me ... 😊

      • dusk arising

        Tip-toeing between your words are wraith like cheeky smiles, teasing the senses, the corners of imagination - there! peeping out from behind the ivy, whispering in the echos and mostly haunting our memories.
        Delightful read which dances with the nicest of half visioned whispers to tickle.

        • Fay Slimm.

          Oh what a graphic scene you paint as you step between the lines my friend. So pleased to know you liked the read and your poetic comment is greatly appreciated D.A.

        • Accidental Poet

          Excellent write Fay. I swear the image moves as you stare at it. ; )

          • Fay Slimm.

            Ha - - Yes I thought the same re.the image A.P. and felt it just right for use as illustration for my verse today - - thanking you muchly for your visit and read.

            • Accidental Poet

              My pleasure Fay. ; )

            • PrEm Ji

              We all are relics of memories, fear and so on...

              • Fay Slimm.

                That we certainly are Prem - - relics built around memories seem ever a mystery - - thanks a load for your read of Fancy.

              • Neville



                a little masterpiece Fay ... perfectly formed and pinned to the page with a very fine and light dusting of noir and casting shadows afore it ..

                I am also reminded of old B&W films pf yesteryear for some reason ...

                Top marks again from me .... x

                • Fay Slimm.

                  Your super-worded review of my take on ghosts among ruins does much for my confidence Nev when as with Fancy I spent more time than planned on shortening and tweaking -- bless ya too for those top marks you give the result................x

                • Goldfinch60

                  Those whispers and feelings are often there to beguile us Fay, as do your words.

                  Andy



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