Valerie The Heavy Hearted Poet Poet Dramatic Verse

Ghost

I laid in a steaming hot bubble bath
my eyes closed
my head rested upon the edge
an aroma fills the room
not the scent of the bubbles
but familiar
your cologne
so thick I gasped for air

laying in bed
my eyes closed
my head rested upon my pillow
my hair is brushed off my face
my spine tingles 
as I feel the back of your hand caress my cheek
I can't help but to inhale deeply and close my eyes tighter than they were
when I feel your fingers stroking my hair

sitting under a tree
my eyes are closed
my head is rested in my hands
my heart flutters as you grab my hand 
pull me up to dance
you hold me close 
my head now resting on your shoulder
the rhythm...only the beat of my heart
the melody...only the words in my head

trying to read
my eyes partially open
my head rested in my palm
I hear your laughter 
echoing down the hall
lightening my heart
I cant help but laugh with you

writing this poem
my eyes are open
my head thrown back in frustration
you are a ghost
it was never real
we never existed together
it was a lie

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John Loving Iii September 24, 2013 at 2:19 PM sometimes it is real. and we are too demanding we just want to keep on commanding. be perfect, be perfect in every way. thats when it ends miserably.

Carol Eastman September 5, 2013 at 10:27 AM A lie... or a piece of yourself yearning for something... It's all in how you look at it. Great Write. Great imagery... and very thought provoking.

Marquis Mc Mills-Cooper August 30, 2013 at 12:43 PM Wow, not just a ghost a fabrication, a fantasy. You've done it again Valerie, good job taking me on that ride once again. You are a very talented lady, you do good work, and I look forward to reading more of your poetry as you write it. Great body of work thus far! MC

Allen Danie August 26, 2013 at 5:34 PM Well penned. Love it. Cheers :) A~D

Christine Phillips August 15, 2013 at 10:07 PM Nice poem with a great twist

Skat A June 29, 2013 at 4:23 PM boo! lovely lady. and a fabulous poem you have written. It kind of remind me of my own haunting. maybe it is good that he is only a ghost and not real.... cause if he was real, then imagine all the dilemma he would cause deep in the heart, if not already. psst! I love the line, about his cologne waking every sense inside you... powerful!!! love this one... take care sexy one. xox ~ SKAT ~

Richard Lamoureux June 25, 2013 at 7:42 AM Oh that was like a punch in the gut. I did not expect that ending. Excellent piece.

Sara Kendrick June 20, 2013 at 4:22 PM Interesting lines that you have penned...Sara

Matthew Anish June 17, 2013 at 10:43 PM You tell a sad tale in this one - very vividly. Peace & Love Matthew Anish

Poet Destroyer A June 15, 2013 at 8:34 AM reading between the lines I did, a ghost they become as they fade and you can't piece back together what had happened cause it just seems to unreal, enjoyed this one ... ~always, Linda