Yesterday’s ghost (Friday Night Poetry Corner #247)

Good evening everyone and welcome to another Friday Night Poetry Corner. This week a very insightful poet name CatTea wrote this piece that is definitely heartfelt (well at least to me) of the human condition. The name of this poem is called “Yesterday’s ghost.”

Please visit CatTea’s blog and read more of this writer’s work.

My Disordered Self

I feel my thoughts

Pull at my limbs

Like a ghostly child

Nagging for sweets.

They are there, hovering

Not in my head,

Not current thinkings

But the after images

Of yesterday’s mind.

An entity, unknown

Not quite there but

Not quite gone.

The remnants of a nightmare

That stays the next day.

Do I invite it back in

To console and calm it,

Or do I attempt exorcism?

It scares away sleep,

Banishes hope.

Leaves me alone with it

Empty.

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Zephyr by Kreative Kruti (Friday Night Poetry Corner #246)

^^^featured picture. Portal in the Woods \\ via weekly zephyr^^^

Good evening everyone and welcome to another Friday Nigth Poetry Corner. Tonight’s poem by Kreative Kruti is called “Zephyr.” This is a must-read poem and if you like it please visit this writer’s page.

Kruti's Kreations

Exhausted of confinement,

A sigh escaped me

To meet the evening so warm and tired.

So after weeks I opened the bedroom window,

To see how calm the world could be sometimes,

And to witness the silent night.

But when my heart cozied up

To this new found world,

Through eyes that drank its serenity,

A gentle zephyr brushed past my cheeks,

Like a forbidden lover’s kiss.

It whistled past my ear,

Like something he’d gently whisper

To make me week in my knees.

It was as if it tried to lure me outside,

And tease me for I can’t.

When now, it can sore through any sky,

Not a single dust-grey cloud to cross its way,

For the fall of the perpetually rising smoke and embers

Had set its spirit free.

April 16th, 2020

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