Ghosts of the past

A fiendish reminder that the past

is around and within us

A memory, a mood

a startled cry,ย a stifled laugh

worm their wayย into our weary hearts

and we fade into a history reborn

The ghosts dormant and still

awaken in that undefended moment.

ย 

ghosts

◄ Naked

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Jon Stainsby

Mon 10th Dec 2018 15:20

Thank you, Taylor. xx

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Taylor Crowshaw

Mon 10th Dec 2018 15:01

Great Jon I really enjoyed this..xx ๐Ÿ’•

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Jon Stainsby

Mon 10th Dec 2018 13:24

Thanks very much, Big Sal. ๐Ÿ˜„

Big Sal

Mon 10th Dec 2018 13:12

The poem is great, but when I was reading 'mood' I accidentally placed the word as 'hood'. Dammit! I rhyme even when I don't want to.

Concise but every word is worth its weight in lines.๐Ÿ˜Ž

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Jon Stainsby

Mon 10th Dec 2018 10:21

Thank you so much, Kate.

Kate G

Mon 10th Dec 2018 10:18

I love the idea that we have undefended moments. Beautiful Jon, so much said in a few lines.

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Jon Stainsby

Mon 10th Dec 2018 08:20

Anya ๐Ÿ’—

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Jon Stainsby

Mon 10th Dec 2018 08:18

Thanks very much, Po.

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Mon 10th Dec 2018 08:07

..."The ghosts dormant and still

awaken in that undefended moment."

Jon this is bloody great mate!

Super poem.

Po

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