Dress of a Ghost
Dress of a Ghost (Renku)
The gown of a ghost
hanging from a tree it sways
in the gentle breeze
Tattered, dirty, grey
the masta’ bought the pretty
centuries ago
Wait. It’s no dress there
only spanish moss dancing
in the morning light
Copyright © Trisha Sugarek | Year Posted 2022
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