Since I started my blog in February I have come across so many very interesting people and made many new friends. This poem was inspired by a very special friend.
Talking with Ghosts
Why do you haunt my spirit so?
You come to me in the dead of night
You say that you cannot let me go
And that my hold on you is tight
Why do you taunt me playing games?
You wait for me by morning light
You say that you like to call me names
And jest with me and talk and fight
Why do you smile when you see a sign?
That I am here awake and bright
You say you’re glad that I am fine
And everything with me is right
Why do we talk like friends of old?
When we’ve yet to meet – don’t know
You say that we are very bold
To let our friendship grow and grow
Why is there a firm connection?
Between your spirit and that of mine
You say perhaps a true reflection
Of kindred spirits that intertwine
Why so many questions still to ask?
So much more to understand
You say you have still a further task
A challenge from another land
Why am I talking with a ghost?
Perhaps I’m mad, insane
You say we don’t stand a ghostly chance
Of being ‘normal’ once again
Why, perhaps our meeting in ‘Cyberland’
Was simply meant to be
You say you’re glad that we have met
Oh ghostly one and me
©Marian Barker
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**Previous Comments**
“This is nice. I have made some good friends too. This is my favorite place to be.” sweetladyjane 5/6
“As a very new blogger i am still making blogg friends too. I love being in blogg land and really enjoyed reading your poem.” craftycards 5/6