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
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