Alexander Ray Poet Free verse

Ghost

Fear,
Bewilderment,
Tension,
Disbelief,
Denial

Emotions,
All of which 
Can be evoked
Following the use
Of the word in question,
No matter the situation

Like those occasions
When you find yourself
Sitting up in bed
In the midst of the inky blackness
Of the midnight hour,
While the harsh wind
Beats its ferocious fists
On your roof and walls,
And the trees desperately claw
At the windows,
Trying to dig into your abode
To escape from the horrid weather

You glance at the mirror
Hanging far across the room
Reflecting the image
Of your open door,
And the dark corridor beyond

And somehow,
Your eyes convince you 
That you had just witnessed
An ambiguous 
Yet nearly human form
Float past your doorway

But
Upon investigation,
You come away empty-handed
As there is no sight 
Of anybody,
Or anything

Surely,
As most people do, 
You dismiss your sightings
As a mere paranoid hallucination,
A trick of the eye
Woven by the cruel devils
Of drowsiness

Even so,
No matter what you did 
Or did not see,
"Ghost" is still a word,
And words, themselves,
Do not care,
Do not attach importance
To what you think
Of their definitions
Because they will still exist,
Even long, long after
You no longer do

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