David William Breidenthal Poet Free verse

Ghosts In the Fire

There’s a rapid storm inside me

There’s a sea that I’m dying to see 

There’s room for gloom tonight

I need delight with all my might



I see ghosts in the fire

You’re my only desire

Our abundant love never expires

We build our adoration empires



Continuous fire and beautiful-than-ever rain

Goes down the wondrous, wretched drain

Leaves me feeling awfully speechless

Left me feeling breathless more or less



In the flames,

I saw ghosts and spirits

I’m not one to blame 

I’m not playing a game

My flames are untamed

I have a couple of my wits

They crumble bits by bits



Like it even matters to you

You put me through so much

It’s the horrible things you do

Yet, I still yearn for your touch



You scorched me aflame,

Ghosts in the frivolous fire

Life's not a foolish, little game,

My past precious desire



I’m regretful

I’m fretful

It’s oh so delightful…

It’s as if I’m grateful

That I found you,

Lost in the flames of red and blue

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M. L. Kiser December 12, 2018 at 5:16 AM Very passionate poem; those ghosts do hang around. Well written piece of poetry. David William Breidenthal December 15, 2018 at 2:35 AM Thank you, M.L. Kiser!