~
And then, you would call
when no one at all
would least of all
expect it.
~
And again, complain
– again, the same –
The same old feeling
of discomfit.
~
How life is so bad,
and how you’re so sad,
but there’s nothing
to be done
about it.
~
How you wished
you were dead.
– well, that’s what you said –
And with flourish
in finish
you’d shout it.
~
And now, here at last,
in time, come to pass,
you got what it was
that you wanted.
~
No more do you call,
and if that isn’t all,
it’s the curse
that yourself
you incanted
~
that haunts me yet still,
– and forever, it will! –
it’s your loss
which still leaves me
much daunted.
~
This doesn’t surcease
to give me the peace,
so I say, in some way,
I’m still taunted.
~
For your spectral ghost
has me as host –
forever, evermore,
I’m still haunted.
~
There’s no happy ending.
Your ghost, still pending,
living on
even though
you are dead.
~
And here you shall stay,
with me – ‘Till away!
if you call living
to be haunting
my head.
.
.
.
.
Copyright © 2012 Marvin Loyd Welborn. All Rights Reserved.
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I love the rhythm, rhyme and flow in this, Marvin. Those ghosts can be hard to get rid of.
Nicely done. Need to look up, spectral?
Loved this! Nice rhythm and flow, very easy to relate to.
This is very clever. It reminds me of an epitaph in an old graveyard (though longer). But funny, tinged with sadness too. K.
Great sense of subject and flow in the language choice! Very clever write!
Nice rhyme and cadence, and the ghost story is a bonus.
oh my…hard to cope with people that seem to complain always and about everything…and still after they’re long gone….the voices keep calling in unexpected moments..a host for the spectral ghost…ugh…nicely penned marvin… and congrats on the book
The rhymthm and flow was grand, kept a more fun feel to it, making it that much more relatable, nicely done.
Love the rhythm here. Starts rolling and just doesn’t stop.
Great work.
ah we all carry those ghosts dont we…those that wont let us be…making their living off our ours…smiles…well told sir…been a while since i was over here…
That voice that never leaves us…no matter what. Perhaps not how we want to think of those that pass as living on…in our heads. Good write!
great flow to a sad tale that is so easy to relate too …thank you so much for sharing x