I Have Never Seen a Ghost So White

aDarkerMind

I have never seen a ghost so white

as white as matter twisting through a dawn.

a dawn for Ox to ravish only snow.

low tide alive and kicking like a fish,

I dared to kneel to mingle with the manner ill-conceived;

coincidence or planned I cannot guess of who or who,

a morning sun of sedative 

white sea alive and ticking second hand,

second hand to widows tears of he of high command;

like shadow to the fog

an arctic kick through the cancer of the cold,

cold day of light

I have never seen a ghost so white

white fever through the mourning mouths as still as I kneel hollow.

sorrow comes as salt-mine through the arches of the neck

a freckled fig begs Hamlet route a lesser tragedy

a tragedy with colour through the eye-balls of unseen.

no holy house am I

nor am I ever-present in the room of tapping feet.

how real is day now conversation lost?

all stars are crossed

as crossed as I now turned and tossed complete!

featureless as blindfold to a scroll

the burning wood of Valentine

no longer burns it's whispers straight and true;

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

  • Author: Melvin James (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: September 20th, 2023 15:49
  • Comment from author about the poem: I never stopped loving you;
  • Category: Love
  • Views: 9
  • Users favorite of this poem: Teddy.15
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  • Teddy.15

    She always knew as she does now. Incredible I just had goosebumps for 30 seconds. What a stunning poetic vision of that special beauty always alive in your heart. Loss of such love could never ever be repaired. ❤️

    • aDarkerMind

      all i can right now Teddy, is thank you.

    • L. B. Mek

      'coincidence or planned I cannot guess of who or who,
      a morning sun of sedative
      white sea alive and ticking second hand,
      second hand to widows tears of he of high command;
      like shadow to the fog
      an arctic kick through the cancer of the cold,'
      !!!Brilliant!!!
      (reading your work makes
      ich, itch to ink
      bring the german out of me)
      lol

    • Thomas W Case

      You have painted a grim scene with your keen use of language and imagery. Fantastic work.

      • aDarkerMind

        thank you very much



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