Twilight Ghost

Ghostly orbs gather around the space

A twilight figure swirls in the cloudy mist

Dancing to some unearthly melody

From a galaxy long past


Pink shadows appear on the distance

Forbidden and yet welcome

Riding tendrils of evening sky


The being wavers over a tender flower

Not knowing that it can’t pick it up

It sighs and cries

Frustrated over the lack of form


Darkening night comes over

The orbs leave to tend to other souls

The twilight ghost disappears

Wandering to find its way home


© 2014 Valerie Hathaway

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