Haunting Shreds


The ravaged shreds of childhood are haunting each and every day

All versions of self assume the guise of living ghosts

Of who someone once was

They gather into themselves

Moments of light and life lived inside

Whatever this creation may be about

Becoming what and whomever one is

A thought of what was and what has vanished into air

Threads through the ravaged shreds

Of childhood haunting

Each and every day



Poetry by Chaucer Whethers The PoetBay support member heart!
Written on 2026-02-11 at 21:14

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