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Posted by Beeme on May 31, 2011 - 13:02

It was so old
I thought it'd crumble.
Fade to ashen grey;
like a relic from our past.
Because maybe it was easier
to let you slip away,
like an achromatic ghost-
fading to the light.
The white scars of the sun
burning bright against your skin.
Warning...
The curve of your back as you left,
arched like a quotation mark.
The indent of stay
etched across your spine;
like a soul scroll.

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Comments

skinner_jennifer | May 31, 2011 - 15:36

Hello Beeme,

This is so beautiful and so descriptive. I could
really picture the ghost, it was really haunting.

Thankyou for a great read.

Jenny.

Beeme | May 31, 2011 - 17:28

Thank you so much Jenny! :)

Beeme xx

insertponceyfre... | June 3, 2011 - 20:58

this is really lovely Beeme. One tiny thing - shouldn't it be "an achromatic ghost"?

Beeme | June 3, 2011 - 21:56

Thank you very much Insert! :) Thank you abctales for the cherry xx

Highhat | June 4, 2011 - 13:25

Another great poem from your hand Beeme- well done.

;)Pia

Beeme | June 4, 2011 - 13:45

Thank you so very much Pia! really happy you enjoyed :)

Beeme xx

Cavalcaderl | June 4, 2011 - 23:33

new Beeme
much enjoyed ghostly quick
short poem images and descibing.
congrats on the cherry
Hope your well. night! night!
julie xx

Beeme | June 8, 2011 - 10:03

Thank you very much Julie! really happy you enjoyed xxx

Nolan | June 15, 2011 - 20:03

Makes one think of smoking a pipe &