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GHOST DANCERS

 

GHOST DANCERS

 

Ghost dancing through the night so haunting and so mystical,

ghosts are all around you if you know where to look.

Mysterious ghost ships sail on dark eternal seas forever and ever.

Ghostly figures prance through the dark slender trees on a Winters’

moonlit night.

Maybe one day we too will be ghosts if we die in the right way

but now we can n...

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Sparky

I thought I heard a scratching at the door

Familiar scrabbling across the floor

I thought I saw the curtains move and yet..

Do dogs have ghosts I ask myself? – You bet!

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NEVER TALK TO A STRANGER

 

Never talk to a stranger

If you don’t want to be in a danger,

Especially with those

Who speak with a foreign accent.

You will never know what they really meant.

Even if they walk along the Patriarchal ponds

You’ll be , I am sure, conned.

Even if you wear a nice suit

You can be looted

Or hear an outshoot.

Even if they smell the best perfume

They ...

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Ghosts

SINFUL SOULS

 

The ghosts of not repentant souls

Wander in the quiet woods night.

Only chilling cries of  owls

Cause the lightest fright.

 

Flying Dutchman frightens seamen,

Its sight is a portent of doom.

It was told by John Leyden

Sinful souls went to gloom.

 

Ghosts dwell in the hills.

Climbers know a ghost can kill.

To some they help to cross the river...

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Ghosts

ghosties

My daughter used to worry her Dad
It was all about a fear she had
Each night she'd call me up the stair
To exorcise ghosts that were not there

So we had a long chat about ghoulies and stuff
And finally I thought I'd done enough
They don't exist, we'd at last agreed
and for Dad's rescues there was no more need

But then one night, while I was pottering around
a familiar sh...

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The Ghosts of Bamiyan

 

Vast and empty resting places

Sleeping Titans stand no more

Vairocana, Sakyamuni

Dust upon the valley’s floor.

Art and beauty simply rubble

Never more gazed on by Man

 

But,

 

Timelessly and still serenely

Walk the Ghosts of Bamiyan.

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Ghosts

The Ghosts

 

How to forget your smell?

How to forget your tender kisses?

Now I want to yell.

Your love my heart misses.

 

Cruel time didn’t save us, didn’t save.

Gentle breeze blew away our feelings,

Ghost of love came from the grave,

No mercy on me, no healings.

 

Our years together flowed and flew,

It seemed they would never end.

None of us knew

Th...

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Ghosts

diamante ghost

                                

 

                                  fingers

                               chill hard

                    grasping pulling scratching

                       scream soul ache loss

                     screaming aching losing

                             empty needy

                                   ghost

 

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Back home

Walked 'round the town where I was born and bred

Places changed, friends gone, some dead,


Fading ghosts of streets that were home to me

Where I'd played as a child, young and fancy-free

The glow of the smiles that used to be

On the faces of friends I knew.


Wraiths of ships built on the river there

Faint echoes of their horns on the misty air

Phant...

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Ghosts

by your leave

 

We walked out together in the morning

but I came back alone.

The mist was heavy.

You had on your best boots

for walking.

You didn’t bring me home.

 

Ties loosen

as time moves on.

I can spend a day

without a thought for you.

But sometimes

when the mist thickens

I hear your voice.

 

It never says goodbye.

 

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Ghosts

Visitation (For The Ghost Theme)

It must have been
a suggestion of some
small quality
that attracted you.


Did I talk in my sleep,
ask for you,
ask for your company?

 

I doubt it, yet,
I cannot deny
here you are
beside me,
whether in dream
or day.
 
 
I am tied
to your intensity.
You the appealing
carrier of legend.
 
 
And somewhere,
underneath,
lives a dragg...

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Ghosts

no place like home

 

Dusk seeps up through marshy ground

Gases bubble, a spooky sound

The owl swoops softly overhead

The bat flies from his foetid bed

But here is where I’d rather be

Not in the house where you haunt me.

 

The house looks warm and cosy though

Through the doorway I won’t go

Look through the window, you will see

A  kitchen homely as can be.

But I know ...

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The Fairies in the Backs

 

When Moses took the tablets

He asked with nervous cough,

“Excuse me, Lord, for saying so,

I think you’ve missed one off”.

Now Moses plays for Leicester,

Renowned for mighty packs,

So said “Thou shalt not give the ball

To Fairies in the Backs”.

 

And ever since my schooldays

Spent playing tight-head prop

You’d learn to see their fly-half as

A...

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Ghosts

Girl in a Lake

 

on heavy eyes the full moon cast gilded shadows

swan path shafting seductive to the shore where

she dropped her clothes and entered liquid light

jewelled feet icy lustrous pale arms high uplifted

 

now wide eyes of unwavering clarity enraptured

dream-wooing  dream-possessed  she sank gleaming

to her knees in the bitter midnight water open palms

thrust upwar...

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Ghosts

Ghosts of Rivington Moor

Ghosts of Rivington Moor

 

On a clear day from this windswept range

your eyes can see as far as the coast

and the mountains of North Wales

in heavy rain they can see little worth talking about

blindfolded by a dismal blanket of cloud

 

Centuries ago these hills were ablaze

warning of invasion from foreign lands

it’s pike still stands in solitary recogniti...

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PCGhosts

The Ghost of White Hart Lane

(Here's one I put in the oven before.  It'll have to put me on until I fabricate something new.) 

 

His spirit walks the terraces on Saturdays at three;

He's in the breezes blowing and the dust-whirls that you see;

That tingling of your hairline's when he touches you and me;

He's here, son; he's here at White Hart Lane.

 

Today you'd say he played midfield – in those...

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Ghosts

Tainted Wings

Tooth fairy goes bad

after 2 glasses of red,

forgets to collect tooth,

stumbles blindly to her bed.

Tear drop stings taint fragile wings...

 

 

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