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Poetry: Ghostly Eyes

Waking up alwaysSame time on the clockWalk through my houseLines on an unchanging track I see youA solid massYour feet touch the groundgrasp the earthMy specter form floats by Unperceived by the blindIgnored by the angryForgotten by the busyI remember what living was likeI see you allFrom my ghostly eyesOrbs of mistAnd compromise

The Coffee Ghost

The Coffee GhostThe lake in the morning shone like polished glass. Looking around, the sun was peeking through the trees, shooting rays of light through the ground fog. Above, the clouds were changing colors like a slow moving kaleidoscope. Taking a deep breath of that full fresh mountain air, I knew this was one ofContinueContinue reading “The Coffee Ghost”