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A Wisp Of Transparent Mist

He closed his hand to make a fist,
as he stood silently behind bars,
a wisp of transparent mist
specked and sparked like stars,
defiant, and reliant,
as his freedom was just a dream,
and her life ended in a scream,
glancing upward he saw,
her ghostly image reaching out to claw,
the cloudy air,
her death was his fear,
his actions brought him here,
and her there,
forever they’ll stay,
he will remain in prison for killing the one he loved,
crime of passion, without compassion,
as he prays to God above,
her ghost flying,
and he could hear the angels crying,
as his spirit was trailing down,
where it would be found.

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  1. Date: 4/2/2009 10:17:00 PM
    Quite a haunting reflection, Frank! Your dark side is quite intriguing. Makes me wonder what prompted this vivid image of a tormented man. Great work!

  1. Date: 4/1/2009 10:21:00 AM
    first your title just wow-ed me!! then i love the descriptions and you really bring a new flavour to poetry with your wonderful imagery!! excellent my friend! ~ Arany

  1. Date: 3/31/2009 1:34:00 PM
    Ghost, prison, death....yep I have stumbled upon an original Frank's piece of must novels of this stuff...imagery is wonderful.

  1. Date: 3/31/2009 1:00:00 PM
    Your poetic voice is in good form, Frank! The imagery is great and deep emotion. It makes me want to know the before story. Exceent piece! Love, Robin

  1. Date: 3/31/2009 12:57:00 PM
    What a cheerful write. LOL JK. I love the descriptions in this. :) Great writing Frank. Love Christie

  1. Date: 3/31/2009 12:35:00 PM
    Such a sad story in this write. Beautifully written expressions of pain and guilt. Great writing. Smiles from Lolita

  1. Date: 3/31/2009 12:21:00 PM
    her death was his fear,he shouldnt have killed her!he didnt want to i think, but he had too,hell!,he s too hard on himself.killing her or not killing her still the answer is hell,i love the way you write,you never disappoint me,lol-charma

  1. Date: 3/31/2009 12:08:00 PM
    Too much starch in the collar? I would so haunt you sunshine. Nice work twerp.