From the Pocket of a Dream

Haunted Ghost


I become a sob
facing your words
those waves of your soul
wash me away
to this deep sea of self
where we are mirrors
and mirrored in mystery

I become a gust
of wind searching
your leaves to stir
what cannot be stirred
but maybe resound
in the core of roots

I became a ghost
– haunted –
eclipsed by your moon’s shadow
– silent and stoic and gleaming –
wafting across your sea
wailing around jagged rocks
where this world is ending.

by Martin

More to read at Cemetery of Forgotten Poems

Image by Artwalpaper


5 comments on “Haunted Ghost

  1. Martin
    February 22, 2014

    I’m sorry but it must be some technical problem … WordPress and Blogger don’t get along with each other sometimes it seems.

  2. Sue Dreamwalker
    February 21, 2014

    Wonderful and descriptive poem from Martin… Thank you for sharing 🙂 Have a good weekend Eclipse.. Hugs Sue

    • Eclipse
      February 21, 2014

      Thanks for the visit and reading Sue! Have a lovely weekend as well! Hugs back!

  3. Martin
    February 21, 2014

    Very kind of you to share this, dear Sanna : )

    • Eclipse
      February 21, 2014

      The pleasure is mine Martin, it is an incredibly beautiful poem…( I’ve tried to add a comment on your post but as I can see it didn’t work…. ?)

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