# Poem #80: Ghost

Author: bhscorch1313
Tags: Death, Emotion, Poetry, life

#81 of Poetry

This poem is as much about fear and hope as much as it is about loss and decay. Hoping you'll find something within yourself within this poem. Enjoy.

_Ghost_

There is something in the air  
Something I cannot see  
I feel the passing there  
She has been torn away from me  
Someone I cannot see

Listen to the reasoning  
Of the blissful child  
Running through the air blustering  
Where the hedge is wild  
Near the house defiled

The day I lost her  
Feels like a dark stain  
Beside the house I wander  
In the fields of grain  
Just to escape the pain

Resting along side her bones  
I do, and do not  
Feel alone.

~bhscorch

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