Poems of Robert Sheridan

61. End of the Line 6/5/2008
62. Fat Chance 3/26/2008
63. Five of Wands 9/25/2008
64. Flim~Flam 6/28/2008
65. Fog and Mirrors 1/30/2008
66. Fool's Illusion 7/23/2008
67. Frendscipe's Onmedla 7/27/2008
68. Ghost 1/30/2008
69. Glass of Water 9/23/2008
70. Going Home to Cry 6/11/2008
71. Goodbye 1/30/2008
72. Goodnight Till The Morning Sun 4/28/2008
73. Grip 2/1/2008
74. Guillotine 6/21/2008
75. Hairpin 5/7/2008
76. Handbasket 9/23/2008
77. Hard Boiled 9/30/2008
78. Hatfield’s & McCoy’s 2/15/2008
79. Hooray for Holyrood 5/17/2008
80. How to Catch an Elephant 5/28/2008

Ghost

At first, a slight faint or trace
Then a displaced Civil War image
Reflected in a gold-framed mirror
Her body, not her soul, now nonexistent.

She moved from room to room noiselessly
No cold drafts, no sounds of footsteps
Glided along in her silken white dress
As to her beauty, I couldn’t help but notice

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