Search

clcouch123

I talk you talk we'll talk

Tag

ghosts

Bump

(x = space)

x

x

Bump

x

In a week is Hallowe’en

Let’s reach up

Take down the ghosts

x

Dust the sheets

Sew a few stitches

Here and there

x

This is the time

When ghosts of the past

Year-round

x

We know the kind

Deserve some sublimation

For the humanly

x

Storied things

Chased with chocolate

Chasers

x

While fun

Is fright

All pathologies aside

x

Mars is not invading

If you think so,

Happy Hallowe’en

x

C L Couch

x

x

Photo by Patrick Perkins on Unsplash

San Francisco, CA, USA

San Francisco 2020, after the Labor Day fires.

x

Christmas Ghosts

Christmas Ghosts

(for anyone when looking at the lights is sad)

 

Christmas ghosts

They come a-haunting

Like eldritch carolers

Singing of the past

Offering misery for the present

I don’t know how to get rid of them

 

Maybe we need to

Invite them in

Drink their eggnog for them

Actually, I don’t think anything spiked

Will do

Open a present from the future, maybe

Letting life go on

Remove a shackle of the holiday

Leave it nearby, if need be

Allow something to be new

The snow, if snow

A phone call with an acquaintance

Something that is mild

Like a babe when sleeping

And sleep, too, you should

Maybe leave a light on

Of an unusual color

For season when a miracle

Or matter of will,

A gentle exorcism

Might happen

 

C L Couch

 

 

Clem Onojeghuo on Unsplash

Letchworth Garden City, United Kingdom

lights of Christmas

 

 

Haunted

Haunted

 

I’ve been dealing with a ghost story

It’s on television

But it has me thinking

No wonder Ibsen wrote that play

The ghosts, they come to get us

And they live right here

 

C L Couch

 

 

PanAmericana 2017 – the image was taken on an overlanding travel from Ushuaia to Anchorage – taken by Thomas Fuhrmann, SnowmanStudios – see more pictures on / mehr Aufnahmen auf www.snowmanstudios.de

https://commons.wikimedia.org/w/index.php?curid=78892499

 

Psalm 28, a song when I feel haunted

Psalm 28
a song when I feel haunted

I need, Lord, your love

Who doesn’t need the love of
God?

And yet I fear

I fear the ghosts that haunt me
From the past into the present

How do you proceed in this

How do you love?

How might I know peace this
Day from all the days wrought
In iron pain, now fully steel-
Dimensional?

You are here, I know

You can bear sinuous demon’s
Presence away, even into
Annihilation

Yet I feel possessed, perhaps in
Lack of faith:

Past wrongs, mine and theirs, that
Aberrate the life that you first
Shaped

Maybe this is why, in life, the (first)
Psalmists say, Make straight your
Way

For the line of majesty arriving as
The lord of care

Travels truly—with economy and
All divine electricity—on the line

Made edged and replete when we
Ally in your design

Create a free website or blog at WordPress.com.

Up ↑