morning stillness
I sit at my table
and look out the window
after rain
the sun pokes through clouds
waking dreams
Categories:
apparitions, dream, morning, nature,
Form: Cinquain
For generations raps, taps and table turnings were
the signs of a spirit calling; the ghoul of you trying to
deliver a message - to finish unfinished business and
sleep an everlasting slumber in the clouds above.
The presence of a loved one floated in white light,
apparitions waving at the end of a tunnel bright. Icy mists
hovered around graveyards, phantoms clawing and cawing at
sanctified earth. Spectres clinked chains with warnings dire.
Clocks stopped. Widows wore black. Families, trapped in the
amber of grief, took portraits with their beloved deceased.
A memento of the living.
Now, you just ghost me on Tinder.
Categories:
apparitions, analogy, angst,
Form: Free verse
night visions
when i dream of you
appear in technicolor
AP: 3rd place 2022, Honorable Mention 2022
Posted on September 21, 2022
Categories:
apparitions, dream, longing, night,
Form: Free verse
Angels have been written about since ancient times,
No more so than in the Holy Bible.
Guardians of the gateway to
Eden, they’re perceived as spiritual beings that carry out the
Lord's will in both heaven and on Earth.
Angels tend to appear to
Prophets that get chosen for a
Purpose, which is revealed through
A sign accredited as a miracle.
Religious people believe God
Is speaking to them through Angels, but
The more modern interpretation,
Is, that other possibilities now
Offer a more scientific, yet
None-the-less miraculous
Suggestion, that Angels are aliens.
Categories:
apparitions, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: Acrostic
candles
weave
a hologram
create
an apparition
in
an
empty
dark
dark
empty
room
the night
going
gone
gone
like a
ghost
Categories:
apparitions, night, spiritual, surreal,
Form: Free verse
random
glimpses of memory
constructs
of another
reality
floating
together
light on landscape
with distortions
of the
chaotic
bewitchment
infuatuation
becoming
a
unity of one
in
the enigmatic
floating
apparitions
Categories:
apparitions, art, tribute,
Form: Ekphrasis
There are ghosts in the night,
and they're watching us as we dream.
Yet these are not there for fright,
or to grin and stare as we scream.
They are those we used to know,
whether yet living or among the dead.
Those kin that were lost long ago,
or past selves we never fully shed.
There are ghosts in our hearts,
and they're watching us as we proceed.
In our lives they've played their parts,
and now rest after handing us the lead.
They are walking along the paths we take,
feeling the lives we touch and the places we go.
They are with us for every choice we make,
gazing through our own eyes at how we grow.
Will they like what they see?
Categories:
apparitions, future, growth, introspection, perspective,
Form: Rhyme
nOUS LUI APPARITIONS WE BELONG TO HIM --English Verse
We got
So much
Hatred
Mistrust
How can we
go and Go on
living
We got to pray together
To allow ourselves get better
We got to praise together
Be a community that God sees getting better
Worship Him
We belong to Him
We belong to Him
Right now, right now
We got to praise together
Be a community that God sees getting better
Worship Him
We belong to Him
We belong to Him
Right now, right now
so much
Turmoil
No more
Lasting love
Nothing but sin
Left
Stains our soul
Stop, Turn start believe
Believing, let us be in
On accord
Stop, and worship the Savoir
right now, right now
Worship Him
We belong to Him
We belong to Him
We belong to Him
We belong to Him
We belong to Him, right
Right now
1/24/19
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr.©2019
Categories:
apparitions, blessing, dedication, devotion, god,
Form: Lyric
WE BELONG TO HIM-nOUS LUI APPARTENONS--French Verse
Nous avons
Tellement de
Haine
Méfiance
Comment pouvons-nous
va et viens
vivant
Nous devons prier ensemble
Pour nous permettre d'aller mieux
Nous devons louer ensemble
Être une communauté que Dieu voit s'améliorer
L'adorer
Nous lui appartenons
Nous appartenons à HIm
Maintenant, maintenant
Nous devons louer ensemble
Être une communauté que Dieu voit s'améliorer
L'adorer
Nous lui appartenons
Nous appartenons à HIm
Maintenant, maintenant
tellement de
La tourmente
Pas plus
Amour durable
Rien que le péché
La gauche
Souille notre âme
Arrêtez-vous, commencez à croire
Croire, soyons dedans
Sur accord
Arrêtez-vous et adorez le Savoir
maintenant, maintenant
L'adorer
Nous lui appartenons
Nous appartenons à HIm
Nous lui appartenons
Nous lui appartenons
Nous lui appartenons, à droite
Maintenant
1/24/19
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr.©2019
Categories:
apparitions, adventure, dedication, devotion,
Form: Lyric
Ghosts aren't real... to this truth I adhere
But sometimes I pee myself when apparitions appear
They're usually friendly
They tickle my belly
They also go “BOO!!!” makes me cover my rear
Categories:
apparitions, scary,
Form: Limerick
Apparitions of a Dark Mind
Some say to see an apparition inside of one's darkened and lost mind
From deep within the darkest crevices and corners may have a poetic void of mind?
I've come to realize if one could look right into their darkened eyes
That in my life, it is all so conscientious so lively and bright
As in every night, there is a finish line as like the beginning of a new race
In magnanimous moments, one's perception shall have a firm ingredient of a
well filtered life,
Most people should be earning, learning, yearning and not burning
Regardless of one's life shall there be no ugly disgrace within their mindset
I firmly have to embrace the semblance of my mind is set ideally like,
Such a soldier so I can keep moving on and never indulge a rest like
A firm and strong shoulder therefore I am going to keep holding on.
Written: 3/3/14
Theresa Marie W-C
Categories:
apparitions, angst, dark,
Form: I do not know?
The rain blesses us, cleanses,
And sends water to the soil.
The plants answer on a sunny day,
Thriving and growing.
Ah to have a garden,
Where potatoes and cauliflower,
Corn and lettuce,
Tomatoes and brussel sprouts,
Florish and grow,
To reap each year.
Delicious meals at the dinner table,
Prepared carefully.
To bake fresh bread and rolls,
Pies and cakes,
A Thanksgiving blessing.
Relatives and friends gathered at the dinner table,
Together blessed and well cared for.
Brings sunshine and happiness,
On a rainy day to us all.
Author: Gwen Meyer-Erlach Schutz
Categories:
apparitions, faiththanksgiving,
Form: Free verse
When Dad
crawled through the window
a precariously hung fire escape,
creaked an alarm
allowing him to steal
the only moment
of you,
swaddled in
a murder of crows
black feather, like your mother.
You liberated a cacophony of caws
when he bared
his pinky finger;
your fist a blur of plump brownish pink.
Eyes that clutch, instead,
blood falsehoods
the glazed reflection
of his face, and
years later, are still
blue and imperfect
a white man's eyes
chipped from ice
punctuated with speckles
of silver
the lining of clouds
not the veins of mud
swamps, bark, or her
mother’s hair.
It was 1969,
my father was eighteen
when he left it all behind him,
California,
a tropical quagmire,
his proposal,
his daughter,
her grandfather's stare
more thunderous then a tribal drum,
not-my- dau-ghter-, not-my-dau-ghter - white boy, not- my- dau-ghter-ever.
his thin sinuous tendons straining
as he danced to detain
the dirty beige dodge
that was heading to Denver.
Categories:
apparitions, angst, caregiving, childhood, confusion,
Form: Free verse