PIXELS IN THE MIST

 

 

Pixels in the mist
Morph into images.
White noise my brain
Cannot leave alone.
You are so clear.
After all these years
Your image is there.
Legs going on for ever,
Hair shiny and bright,
Eyes promising bliss.
But I cannot touch

Or feel your flesh.
I am just forever
tormented by the pixels
Of your lovely phantom.

 

 

© Griffonner 2023





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Written on 2024-08-02 at 10:14

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Alan J Ripley The PoetBay support member heart!
Superb,
Plus I love the title
2024-08-28


Editorial Team The PoetBay support member heart!
Your poem has been chosen to be featured on the home page of PoetBay. Thank you for posting on our poetry website!
2024-08-26


Sameen The PoetBay support member heart!
Good one. I’d have loved more detail but the brevity works for what it is. Thanks for posting
2024-08-07


D G Moody The PoetBay support member heart!
How haunting this is; conjuring up for me the ghost in the image; great poem Allen.
2024-08-05


Sona The PoetBay support member heart!
Ah! the feeling
beautiful, indeed
2024-08-02


Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
Nicely done.
2024-08-02