Poem -
Ghosts in love
I thought I fell
in love with a shell,
seeing her
walk about
with eyes
that were not open to me,
but then,
after a heavy spell of storms and squalls,
I felt my eyes rinsed in hers,
deep pools
full
of love for me.
I had been the ghost of love
all that age
and I had never kissed
that girl
in all of that age.
So, that night we truly spoke of love
as the ghosts of the early days (daze)
left us for their better place.
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Comments
This poem is a lot more complex than it is made out to be. That's why I love it so much. Excellence that I`ll pin. Kind regards. TFOTS
Thank you once more, love is much like life: it is always on the singularity between freedom to be and a black hole (that much I learned in this life) (🛀 is where it was written🛀🤣)
Wow John! ;) I come up with most of my work in the shower too! But that's such a unique saying! No wonder your poetry is so awesome XD Peace to you my friend! Kind regardsÂ
Some of the credits will have to go to three persons: one is me mum (alas dead these 4 years) who was an artist and poetess, my father (dead these six years) for his affinity with languages who made me go study English literature in Amsterdam and most important for my wife being a severe teacher and advisor, but yes, for the rest it is in my genes, I guess
Wow!! LOHN LOOPSTRA!!....that is a fantastic write!!....the gorgeous rhyme scheme, rhythm & Tempo to this piece takes it to this otherworldly place as it floats beautifully along (when spoken aloud)......I can see why you named the genre "Lyric" because it most certainly could be a song!!......ALL STARS!! & PINNED!!......Bravo dear poet brother!!......Peace.....LOVE & ROCKETS!!.......T xo : )
Hanx, once more. I put it in Lyric not only because it could indeed be some some, but also for the true meaning of Lyric (ecstatic and emotional stuff). been living on the sentimental side of emotions far too long, but luckily they managed to weasle their way in truly. Thanks, friend, for the inspirational words...
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Thank you, alas it is in part autobiographic, my poor wife
Great write John, glad I didn't miss this. Warm regards.Â