Short Ghostlike Poems
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The day yawns
stretches...
like a flower
petals upturned
ghostlike vapors
drift away
Bullfrogs croak
My dog slumbers
chewing the fat with a ghostlike gristle,
a likeness lampoon on cell
5/9/2020
moon slips behind the eaves
old floors breathe ghostlike sighs
a shadow stirs the stillness
night keeps its whispered truths
I caught a ghostlike glimpse,
of steel breath on blunt mirror,
as my taut brain mulled scars,
from fractal bleak life motif,
zooming across skewed glass,
reflections glum and forlorn,
black ink eye ring capture,
shadow, shade, or shield,
brittle convex, abject cog,
whoa, my frail image riven
High in the western hills near Kathmandu,
A place to stand and gaze at dawn of day
And marvel there at far off ghostlike view.
Bold shadows lurking in the distant grey,
Before the solar arc comes to break through
And dominate with its amber display.
Now comes into focus a sharp outline.
See Annapurnas standing, three in line.
astral travel
luxuriously lingering
among the stars
cosmic awareness
ghostlike fantasies
nightly ventures
extending past the horizons
reaching far out galaxies
soul spiriting forward
Hearing angel music
unleashed, uncaged, uninhibited
Silver cord tethering you to body but barely
astral travel
highly recommended
during dreamstate
Someone very near and very dear
leaves, perhaps forever, no offense
but he has his own right to life, it
just happens to be thousands of
miles away...
and so I go about my daily grind
grim-faced, gusto-less, ghostlike going
through the motions, until I feel
his message shoot through my veins
pricking my conscience and bringing
out the sunshine in my heart of hearts
Exiled
Marble and steel walls
Hold firm phantom barred captivity
Knowing but empty space now
Amidst the imagined visitors
How suffocating this lockup
This prison of laser-beamed bondage
Rendering ghostlike existence
Void of its creators touch
Living with but posthumous memory
Passion of suffering
Continues its origin of pain
Shrill its captured moment
Frozen its anguish forever
Living on concealed
The Scream hangs silent
In dark gilded confinement
ghastly ghostlike hobgoblins and greenish ghouls
glowing and glistening per October’s anti rules
gold bricking amid god’s acre of granite gravestones
this is the way gremlins and gargoyles enjoy autumn poems
gruesome giggles and guffaws could tear an ethereal entity’s face
realms of those ghastly ghostlike goblin-like ghouls without grace
gauche gaudy gamins galloped around the gravestones, diving in
need I mention that after Halloween night, they were not seen again?
Eingeschneit das Dorf
Schon nach dem ersten Schnee
Nur verlassene Strassen
Gemsen suchen ihren Schutz
Eine harte Zeit für alle
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A ghostlike village
Soon after the first snow
Only abandoned streets
Chamoises seeking their refuge
A tough time for everyone
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Un pueblo fantasmal
Ya después de la primera nieve
Sólo calles abandonadas
Gamuzas buscan su refugio
Un tiempo difícil para todos