Ghosts (Poems)

Mist
dispersing
from
space
to
space

Phantasm
missing
what
was

Traversing
snow
pass
no
footprints

Last
resident
of
castles
battlements

Filtering
through
sod
and
wood
gazing
upon
his
skeleton

Levitating
through
leaf
layers
wrapped
in
blazing
moonlight

Forest
specter
ascending
in
waxen
streams

Ghost
formless
amidst
alabaster
clouds

One
last
look
at
its
body
before
drifting
away

Last
hug
will
never
get
there

Walls
aren’t
boundaries

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