Wednesday, March 3, 2010

Just Looking..


Different days, different ghosts,
poles apart,
whistling to me as if,
I was a taxi,

hailing me to take them to hell?

The one walking along the wall today,
brought Dickens to join his wit to mine,
to help me construct my carol.

A worthy past,
a present that keeps on sliding away
to become a wiggle through a black hole
into the future.
Where's the soul mate to share
the guilt of long ago?

This wraith seeks me out;
this mask, imagined?
Or is it just a cold damp conscience?

I yell out to the lurking shadow,
hopping like a fool in a funhouse.
I round the corner.
I've seen this before
in black and white,
it's not just my mind anymore.

My soul sees you, you can't hide.

I'm sort of jumping the gun.
This is a dress rehearsal for the time
when I haunt you.

c copyright/ all rights reserved/ 2010


Jeane Myers said...

don't they know they can't mess with you?! or at least they could just sit and have a wonderful conversation!

Lyn said...

Hi Jeane-
Boo! You mean I didn't scare you? Bring 'em on!

Tess Kincaid said...

"This wraith seeks me out..."

I can relate to this!!

Lyn said...

Hi Willow-
I'm sure you can! Thank you...

Unknown said...

Hi Lyn,

I enjoyed this. But it could get kinda crowded in your apartment!

joanna said...

That is one interesting poem -- "
My soul sees you, you can't hide."
There is so much I like about this poem it is hard for me to say I like one verse over the other-- gripping for sure, haunting , yes..
"This is a dress rehearsal for the time when I haunt you." Oh my that gave me chills,,
Reminds of that one liner "you can run but you cannot hide"..
Thanks for the nice comment on my blog, and go and post the story I for one cannot get enough ghost stories, mine was part true and part myth,,, the ghost and a similar house was true,, the story line was changed for the prompt.

Lyn said...

Hi Derrick-
Thank you..hey, what's one more spook among friends? Guess they'll have to check in with the doorman!

Lyn said...

Hi joanny-
Thank you so much..I always take it for granted that my poems are real, if not entirely true! I do have an affinity for this kind of stuff, though..


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