In the mist, in the density of fog, ghosts often keep silent
taking away even the joy
of birds chirping
preferring a silent forest,
yet keeping their presence
their shadows as they
blip
in and out, waiting
saving the scare
for tourists with too much cologne
and clean,
expensive tennis shoes.
Poetry and Image © Copyright 2019, ancient skies
interesting poem…silence is their (ghosts) domain
Thank you so much! Yes, that is true. Peace to you and wonderful blessings.
thank you very much
Thank you for sharing this. Very interesting
Thank you Nathan! Peace and blessings to ya.
Very intriguing poem
Thank you More! I was experimenting and having some fun with this. Peace and wonderful blessings.
Well your experimenting was excellent.
Blessings to you too
🙂 Yay!!
I love the thought of ghosts in the fog, keeping silent………
Thank you Wendi! Peace and blessings to ya.
Funny. 🙂
Thank you Anna! Yes it was supposed to be. 🙂 Peace and be wonderfully blessed my friend.
Yes! They are pranksters!
Thank you Barbara! Peace and blessings to you.