Hangs Behind

An invisible mirror reflecting ghosts hangs behind the wall
At the bottom of the stair are diamond stars attached to hidden wires
Back from a trip around a world that painted circles on her eyes, her soul
Merry-go-round circles of cycles since the beginning still spinning beyond control
Images impossible to imagine yet are now
Reflecting the hours of doubt casting shadows about a quicksilver flame
Lost in her frame thinking always of heavenly hosts drinking toasts to their name
An invisible mirror reflecting ghosts hangs behind the wall



Poetry by Chaucer Whethers The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2020-06-19 at 21:25

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