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When Momma Visited

I would say she was a ghost It was past midnight on that chilly night When Momma appeared at the foot of my bed Clad in a robe, sheer satiny white Fluttering in the breeze where there was none Her lips moving, I understood every word Though nothing audible in the room was heard She said she was happy where she was She would not come back even if she could. written October 14, 2021 especially for "Ghost Lace" poetry contest sponsored by Chantelle Anne Cooke

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Date: 10/16/2021 2:29:00 AM
Interesting concept, Milt. Even more interesting is the story.
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L Milton Hankins
Date: 10/16/2021 9:12:00 AM
True story, Jenna. I have written it up as a short story in my book, Ashes on the Snow. The apparition was very comforting to me after my mother died when I was 15. Long time ago!
Date: 10/15/2021 11:36:00 AM
Oooh! I really like how you've formatted this spooky remembrance of your Mom, Milt. Chills and Tears. Kudos, Gershon
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L Milton Hankins
Date: 10/15/2021 12:58:00 PM
Thanks, Gershon. See note to Caren below. I'd like to write more poems that read like this one...almost two poems side by side.
Date: 10/15/2021 11:26:00 AM
Ah, beautifully done. Bravo Hank! Bravo! Wow!
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L Milton Hankins
Date: 10/15/2021 11:33:00 AM
Thanks, Caren. I was experimenting with a new technique. If you noticed it is really two poems about the same subject intertwined. Or, you can read it as a single poem line for line. I'm going to do some more like this and see what happens. This one is based on a true experience some time shortly after my mom died.

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