rumors (Remove filter)
Nosy Nellie
"Ooo, can I see?" she asked with a grin
I had no choice but to let her in
I had opened the door a bit too wide
And she was able to peek inside.
What she saw was really nothing
But, she just had to make it something.
Her nosiness was quite well known
In the neighborhood and around the town.
Always snooping in a friendly way
"I've just come for a visit!" she would say
S...
Sunday 31st March 2019 1:30 pm
Ghosts
One thing I am proud of most:
I never believed in ghosts.
Because shadows are shadows,
Or worse, penumbras up close,
And smoke leads to smoldered embers,
Not the fire one might suppose.
Reputations are ruined
By what one may think they know.
When you listen to stories,
Remember, there are no ghosts.
Tuesday 24th February 2015 7:17 am
Recent Comments
Philip Stevens on This Imaginary Life-Part 3 (Nature)
1 minute ago
Nigel Astell on June 2025 Collage Poem: You Watched the Trains Come, You Watched the Trains Go
6 hours ago
Tom Doolan on Poetry Is Pain
11 hours ago
David RL Moore on Too late too late
1 day ago
Rolph David on Love The Light, Embrace The Rain
1 day ago
Uilleam Ó Ceallaigh on The roads taken
1 day ago
Red Brick Keshner on still, the Earth breathes
1 day ago
Marnanel Thurman on The roads taken
1 day ago
Red Brick Keshner on where shadows do not drown
1 day ago
Uilleam Ó Ceallaigh on The Empty Streets of Ego’s March
1 day ago