Monday, March 14, 2011

Ghosts



A red leather recliner 
that became a dragon at night.
A clawfoot tub that wandered
and danced.
A white coffee cup
into which went 3 spoons of sugar,
swirled and swirled, 
the spoon clink, clink, clinking.

A door that closed on my past
but opened to my future.
A home in my dreams
that I revisit again and again.
Ordinary objects.
Glimpses of daily life
that haunt my sleep,
linger in my day,
making me long
for the life that was.


Reliving moments,
Reliving time.
Reveling with ghosts
who live in my mind.

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