- Non-Erotic Poetry
- My own ghost
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A shadow of me wanders through the house.
A quiet has moved into my bones,
and I feel an ache in my chest.
I am afraid of all the options spilled before me,
frightened into momentary stillness,
a night moth outside a shining window.
I rest against the cold glass
and fold my wings
in tender press
against the slick unyielding surface.
I don't know what will happen.
There has been too much change.
- COMMENTS
bluerainsabout 16 years agoAllison Krauss has a song of this nature...Called Ghost in the house and I play
it whenever feel like your poem....the song lets the energy inside out as one feels in touch will the resonance with her sounds...intense words...I enjoyed reading it very much..thanks..bluerains
Angelineabout 16 years agothat there's a forboding quality that pervades this piece. I love the second strophe, which is just creepy good. The first strophe (mainly the "options" line) seems too prosey too me, especially when most of the rest of the poem is so tightly constructed. Food for thought maybe.
Your poem has been recommended in the New Poem Reviews thread on Literotica's Poetry Feedback and Discussion forum. Thanks for the read!
