Image in the Air

I reach for warmth

Distant shores call

Cruel breezes churn 

They add knives to the chill

Though I bask in Sun

Stranger to my friends

Friends with nothingness 

I haunt the night of ghosts 

I stole blocks to built castles

The tide washes their sand away

Each day I return here

My footsteps real

But my scenery imaginary

Just an image in the air

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5 thoughts on “Image in the Air

  1. Breeze adding knives to the chill – great image!
    “I haunt the night of ghosts” – that’s unusually beautiful! Highly imaginative! Wow!
    I stole blocks to built castles! – How evocative! how sweet!
    A great read! Thanks for sharing! 🙂

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    1. Thank you for the kind words. I have thought of the haunting ghost line before, never remembered it when writing. The rest is in the moment writing. The sweet Joy of your mind churning out things fast enough to write down and slow enough you keep them straight. 😀

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