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Spirit Out of Nowhere
Kevin Davis 2025
Out of thin air there came a spirit,
Unexpected—though I tried not to fear it.
Like Casper it said, “I am friendly,” sly,
Then darted straight toward me on the fly,
Passing through my chest and out of the room.
It circled back, made a run, then stopped short,
Opened its mouth with a sharp little snort.
“I am friendly—at least when I’m not provoked.
So listen close now, and try not to choke.”
Then it shot through the ceiling like a sonic boom.
The spook reappeared as someone I knew—
My father, kind and gentle, though these tricks were new.
I asked, “Are you really Dad, or just a disguise?”
“I’m who I choose to be—no fixed name applies.
But your Dad for now, so there’s no need to fume.”
In life my father wasn’t one to kid,
So, he got right to the point, as he always did.
“I’m here to remind you of what remains good.”
He laughed, lighthearted, showing his mood.
“Don’t take life so seriously—don’t assume.”
Perplexed, I asked him, “What should I do?”
“Find reasons to smile, make each day feel new.
Worry less and keep helping others along.”
His words echoed truths I’d known all along.
“We are proud of you,” he said, then left the room.
His words were comforting—the “we” meant so much.
He was with my mother, whose hand I can’t touch.
I opened my eyes and realized it was a dream,
Yet nothing about it felt random or extreme.
I wondered, Am I good? Or not as good as I claim?
But the answer came softly: I’m me, all the same—
A message delivered from love, not from doom.
Two hearts estranged, walk pensively
Their hands don’t touch and eyes are glazed
Talking in monosyllables
Mere gestures of noblesse oblige
A common friend creeps upon them
Tip toeing barefoot noiselessly
He holds two feathers in his hands
Impishly tickling each in turn
To cadence of silent rhythm
His flute plays a quiet love tune
Flood of memories engulf both
Something shifts; hearts begin to sing
Ego thoughts fade into the glade
Boundaries blur, both become one
All that remains are loving hearts
Seeking an endearing embrace
Casper, with nod of approval
Melds with the void, vibrational
19-June-2021
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Sponsor: Charles Messina
Emotions come and go like the weather
One day it rains, the next day comes snow.
Staring at her to get inspired.
Not knowing my time is expired.
Like a falling star, through the night.
This love got killed!
Wonders welded my passion, while pains get the prologue.
"Call on me", she mumbles, when I'm feeling lost or alone.
Even though her cold nature never changed.
If was set in stone, from just the voice of her tone.
Whispers echo through the room, but no one lets Casper in.
Promises were never broken, memories were never forsaken.
Sleep paralysis as if she wanted to meet me again.
Knowing myself, it was all in vain
Even when it was until death does us apart.
Carrion crow still played its role as if my time would be soon.
Balloons, bolix!
A ghostly flight…
A fight for airspace…
So much air…blowhard.
To sail the seas of America’s skies…
Look down upon the stretch of land.
It landed,
on the eyes of the Montanans.
Balloons, buffoons!
A clownish cloud
passing off a Casper-guise.
A surprise visit from Uncle Xi.
Tea cups fragile…weather balloon,
my $@#.
Balloons, BS!
Talk talk talk
of the atmosphere,
holding the rotund idol up there.
He won’t fall from his pedestal
on his own.
Balloons, asail!
Assailing, assaulting,
insulting. Assyria &
Babylon held ear
to the breakdown
of God’s people
elsewhere.
Balloons, bah-humbug!
Best pay heed.
Don’t get bested.
Poke holes in the intentionality.
2/7/2023
Sponsor: Anthony Biaanco
Underdog and
Days of our lives.
General Hospital
And mama tried.
Casper and the
Tonight's show.
My three sons
And Hazel.
Hogans Hero's and
Mayberry RFD.
Green acres and
The Archies.
Aqua man and
The Lone Ranger.
Deputy Dawg and
Wally the Gator.
The Thunderbirds
And DR No.
MR Rogers and
Ode to Billy Joe.
Star trek and
Lost in space.
Batman and
The wacky race.
That girl and
How sweet it is.
Gidget and
Porky pig.
Easy rider and
Wonder wall.
F-troop and
Valley of the Dolls.
The Monsters and
Spirit in the sky.
The wild bunch
And Popeye.
The Monkey's and
Family Affair.
Sesame Street and
Yogi Bear.
Turbo1904 ?
YET SO TRUE
What is this place called Earth?
Such a lot of grief and pain.
A beautiful place for people who are successful
A horrible place for people who undergo pain
Why should people undergo so much pain?
Why do people who have trust in God undergo such pain?
Is it simply because their faith is not as big as a mustard seed?
Or is it they have no faith at all and yet call for His help?
Our God is an awesome God that He heals all the people whom He calls, His children.
Isn’t the sand and the stone Gods?
Why aren’t the people who undergo pain not His?
Is it because they have ancestral curses?
Or is it that they are drowning in their own sins?
God is faithful and trustworthy no matter what your situation is….
He lends a shoulder to lean on,
When our hearts are distressed and heavy laden,
Didn’t this same God send His Son to die for our sins?
So why not be grateful enough to die for our own sins
Everybody wants to go to heaven but nobody wants to die..
Death is just material because eternal life is mightier..
Should we be happy or sad when we lose people who are dear and near?
If we are sad, we are being selfish by not being happy for them…
They are leaving us and leading eternal life
Is that not called selfishness????
Why is this life so confusing?
Is this the life our God wants us to live?
So that eternal life seems mightier…
Why can’t material life also be eternal?
Why can’t this life be sin free?
Destroy all temptations that spoil Gods temple.
People say it’s easy to preach but hard to practice…
People think its better left unsaid…
Now, who is being selfish…?
Life is so confusing yet so true….
Written by
Casper Gavin White
Spooky the tuff Little Ghost liked to BOO,
Knew he was scarier than scary that’s true,
Enjoyed scaring people out of their wits,
Often did he do this, used to go on a blitz
Letting them think he was a bat out of hell,
Oh, come on, that’s why his comics sold so well.
Wore his black little doiby hat, looked so debonair,
His freckles gave him a look of attitude and flair.
Being from Brooklyn his accent was dissimilar,
So, his Derby hat he pronounced doiby,
And his girlfriend Pearl he called Poil.
But Spooky wasn’t all that bad like, ‘The Ghostly trio,’
He was a bit cocky though and did have an ego.
Poil pleaded with him not to scare
People, she had vivid red hair
And in it wore a black bow ooh la, la
She was pretty, other ghosts flirted with her, aha.
As for Casper the Friendly Ghost, he and
Spooky were cousins, Spooky constantly teased
His cousin that he was Mr nice guy to everyone
But Casper enjoyed making friends, a whole ton.
He was visible to humans but for them was still a ghost.
Casper leaves his uncles the ghostly trio who were morose,
And the cute ghost-child goes out into the world
To find friends, but be it animal or human he meets,
They all scream A GHOST, and run away, Casper
Was distraught and tried to commit suicide, not realizing
He was already dead, then quite amazingly,
Meets two children who take him to their mum,
Who reacts with fear, but then welcomes him to their home.
Mom sends the three to school with a kiss the next day,
Casper was as happy as a lark, and what more can I say,
He now looks like his friends, dressed and clothed
Like a human child – Casper this personable
Ghost was ecstatic,
His translucence accepted and no longer feared,
Casper to the whole world has become a cartoon
Character so endeared.
Information from internet Harvey Comics Database Wiki
ITs another Halloween
There are groups walking the street
Looking happy with themselves
And their stash from trick or treat
We’ve got toffees by the door
And a bag of lollipops
I’ve taped up the letterbox
To stop unwanted drops
The tree outside is webbed
The pumpkin lights are lit
I’m dressed up like Hagrid
But my costume doesn’t fit
Waiting for the neighbours
And their throng of ghosts and ghouls
For the annual spooky party
We host again like fools
And suddenly the house is full
Excitements on the rise
The dog’s under the table
Fearing her demise
Hoops thrown around witches hats
The mummy has been dressed
Now it’s time for Zombie Tag
The dogs looking more stressed
The din moves to the garden
security lights ablaze
The apples have been bobbed
So now it’s time to graze.
A table spread with orange cakes
With crisps and monster munch
Soon looks like a tornadoes past
Did these kids not have their lunch ?
Can we watch the telly now ?
I hear a little pumpkin plead
Casper the friendly ghost is on
Yes ! i say - just what we need
Now it’s time for the grown ups
Who look exhausted tired and grey
Eying up some different spirits -
Called Merlot and Cabernet !
“Mums fallen in the bobbing bowl”
It’s tipped and made a flood
“ Bit too much red wine ?’ asked Bob
No I said - It’s vampire blood !
A sleepy superman appears
Arms outstretches I hug him tight
It’s time to wrap this party up
See you all on firework night
**********************To Beautiful... Forever on my mind**************************
I awake to such pleasantry
her beautiful face once more
I get dressed, grab my keys
and head for the front door
I try to think of anything
to relieve my mind of her
I can't get anything done
my mind is slightly blurred
she has me twisted
it's not like me,
sprung, bewitched
I'm slowly dropping to my knees
For twenty two years
been friends
For eighteen months
been lovers
I care for her most
there is no-one else
above her
******************************
My pager vibrates
than blares out loud
what a hellacious sound
I recognize the number
her mother is calling me
is it a special occasion?
because for nothing do we agree.
She answers with a sniffle
mumbling incoherently
Beautiful has been shot
in a convenience store robbery
My blood drained quickly,
face turned casper white.
My legs turned to Jell-O
now i've lost my sight
I used whatever strength I had
whatever I could muster
I had to reach the hospital
to tell her that I love her.
Be there when she needs me most
be strong and show no pain.
Hold back my tears,
going against my grain.
By the time I reached her bedside
able to hold her hand.
The doctor said "We've lost her"
" We've done everything we can.."
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On my walk the other morning…the moon wasn’t quite full yet…
and I was lucky enough to see her about an hour before she set.
A cloud formation…one I hadn’t seen before…appeared before my eyes.
Layers that started on the ground and rose like a stairway to the sky.
I’ve always wanted to visit places…like Jupiter, Venus and Mars
so I altered my morning walk and climbed that stairway to the stars.
Each step was wonderful…(I’m glad I took the stairs…not an Uber or a cab!)
because it allowed me to interact with a lion, a bull a rabbit and a crab.
I visited with the crab for a while…surprisingly he had a lot to say…
The rabbit, lion and bull were in a hurry because Orion was heading their way.
I met Orion on the next step…he stopped and gave me a thorough inspection…
And when he asked if I’d seen the rabbit, lion or the bull…being a vegetarian…
I pointed him in the wrong direction.
I met Orion’s dog, Sirius, he was big…but I had nothing to fear…
because Sirius, like most dogs, loved being scratched behind his ears.
I met Casper and Pollux, the Gemini twins…their story captured my heart…
and even as close as I was to them…I had difficulty telling them apart.
After visiting Cassiopeia, Vegas, and spending time in the little dipper
as across the heavens I roamed…
I realized it was probably time…for me to head back home.
As I started down the stairway…to the very spot where this entire adventure began
The clouds said, “Wait a minute…we have another plan.”
They gave me two options…I could float back down on a cloud
she’d be a safe and steady guide…
or just as they formed a stairway…the clouds could create a slide.
I’m happy with the choice I made…and just for arguments sake
I’m curious to know…which option would you take?