A bit of light. A creaking board
Something great has got you
A moth? The wind? A ghost? Drink up
Figment of your imagination
An unknown, undiscovered being
It can hurt you. A dangerous foe?
Could it just be the sunlight
Falling as a long shadow?
Scary not knowing what it wants
That sense of helplessness
Just another irrational fear?
Complete control over us
A sense of dispossession
They are between here and there
You can’t talk to them or see them
But they can see you… and they’re dead
Representing death, unknowable death
Strange and most dramatic
I do believe in the spiritual world
Beyond our understanding
Reflection off a candle holder
Struggles of the human soul
Camera faux pas or an actual entity?
Anything’s possible
At this time in our evolution
Unexplained phenomena abound
More amplified states of being
Playing themselves out
We’re anxious but we’re not afraid
To think outside ourselves
Absence of proof, not proof of absence
Higher dimensions and other realms
Disrupting aura, small light/orb
A major solar flare
Not knowing their true intentions
Creates a jumpy atmosphere
I’m a firm believer
In spirits and in ghosts
Create the positive vibe
Avoid a scary scenario
Protect us from the negative
Events that could occur
Pendulum that swings against
The alignment of the earth
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem