Sidi J. Mahtrow
A Ghostly Air - Poem by Sidi J. Mahtrow
Was that a breath of cold air
I felt as I drove about in my car,
Or was it just the end of summer heat
That soon would be in full retreat?
Maybe, just maybe, it was you
That hovers nearby in the blue
To give me a quick brush of phantom breath
That could be life, or maybe death?
Or is it just a sense that somethings wrong
That makes one write a poem or a song
To answer an unasked question, fair
Are you here or are you there?
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