Gregory Richard Barden Poet Rhyme

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the spiritualist spirit -

the ether is alive with oscillations
          pulsations and electric frequencies
              satellite and shortwave intonations
     invisible, yet carried on the breeze

neutrinos and photonic modulations
          infrared and x-rays, promptly spun
               ultraviolet streams and applications
     gamma rays and ions from the sun

ozone filled with radio transmission
          microwaves pass thru us constantly
               the residues of past nuclear fission
     all that we have yet perceived to "be"

I've always had an issue with believing
          the paranormal "ghosts" phenomenon
               yet, with all the atmosphere's receiving
     who am I to say what's here ... or gone?






~ 8th Place ~  in the "Ghosthunters And Spiritualists" Poetry Contest, Kevin Shaw, Judge & Sponsor.

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Jay Moore October 30, 2018 at 3:38 PM I could tell you crazier stories bout them ghosts. Scary real poem brother Gregory Richard Barden December 22, 2018 at 8:43 PM Thank you so much, Jay ... I have a story myself, as it turns out. Share anytime, my friend! :-)

Line Gauthier October 14, 2018 at 2:03 PM Good one, Gregory. Congrats on your win. Gregory Richard Barden October 14, 2018 at 2:09 PM Thank you, Line ... much appreciated!

Jesse Rowe October 12, 2018 at 8:29 PM Indeed there is so much around us that we KNOW about that we cannot perceive. To think we have discovered all (or even most) is probably quite laughable. Just think about how little we know people 100 years ago knew... 100 years from now our descendants will surely think the same of us. Gregory Richard Barden October 13, 2018 at 4:21 PM Indeed, you are so right, Jesse, and so well-said ... we have yet to scratch the surface, so how can we truly doubt the existence of what we can't see or percieve in the tangible ways, when so much exists beyond our perceptions already? Thank you for the comment, my friend! :-)

P.S. Awtry October 12, 2018 at 4:35 PM this poem puts me in awe of the mind that created it and the Creator of the Creation, too. Gregory Richard Barden October 13, 2018 at 4:19 PM You are much too kind, my friend, but thank you so much - this means a lot to me. Blessings, PS! :-)