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My Ghosts

door killea

When my ghosts
start dancing around me
sleep vanishes
they touch me
take my hands
together we fly along
the roads and avenues
of this one life
the good, the bad
the extremes
and above all, the love
then they slip away -
fatigued I welcome
a new dawning.

feedback van andere lezers

• Klaver4
  Great thisone!
  I would have called this one "A new dawning, my old ghosts", because the tenure of this poem is that they frequently visit you (presuming that they can leave you from time to time..) and you know them very well by now...;o)
  xx
  klaver4
  killea: I do indeed, Klaver4, and you maybe right about the name.
  thanks again
  June
• miepe
  een slaapmutsje teveel op?
  
  boe!
  
  killea: Yes, indeed!
  xx
  june
• aquaangel
  nice ghosts ;)
  killea: Thanks Angel.
  
  xx
  June
• lief
  ghostriders in the sand..
  
  liefs
  killea: Thank you, Lief
  
  xx
  June
• otiske
  BOOOOOOOOHOOOOOOO spooky!!
  Great!! Heel goed neergezet, knap bedacht, groetjes.
  killea: Thanks, otiske
  xx
  june
• Francis
  And she was... (Talking heads)
  Gr Frans xx
  killea: ha ha
  xx
  june
• lucky
  nice
  killea: thanks,
  June
• marrik
  Ik heb vaak last van de spoken van mijn bestaan, maar dan meestal wel overdag,op mijn werk.
  
  HAHAHA
  killea: I know how that feels too.
  thanks
  xx
  june