KIND GHOSTS
kind ghosts beckon from the gathering blue
or leave behind a crystal shoe
valentine cakes all frosted pink
no Valentine in sight
treasures from the very brink
of sadness melting into dew and overnight,
kind ghosts gather in the deepening blue
when all the shadows
knew you knew
the day was fleeting
so were you
the kite string with its thread of gold,
let go
on a day when the wind was still.
kind ghosts.
will they find your lost jewels
a day in school you missed
being home with a fever
your tryst with antique volumes
illustrated by the Beautiful itself
suddenly falling from behind the shelf
and in plain view...love in a mist
odd recipes, blueprints uncovered
worlds of the once upons discovered
filed out of place
when you were new.
mary angela douglas 13 december 2016
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I would like to translate this poem
Ghosts of memory can come In our dream's To lead us back to now tomorrow's bring.. iip Your word's are word's of poetry, that to me are a true pleasure, to read. And I thank you on behalf Of myself and other's for your time and energies.
thank you for your kind comments. The older I get the more I recognize that kindness is the most beautiful and perfect poem. I like very much your comments in poetic form. I respect you and each and every poem on poemhunter, the true poets I believe that God has under His wing and careful care because for sure for sure they are all writing from unselfish love of poetry and others and for this in my heart I believe they will all be immortal. Be encouraged!