Friday, July 6, 2012

it's ghosts...

I am a ghost
a mere voice
that can only whisper
and cry out in silence
I am only a flash
a motion seen in a moment
and gone from your eyes the next
I have no flesh to hurt
no eyes to cry tears
no heart to beat
in pain or love
I am the wind
I howl and touch the trees
and soon enough
I, too, will fade away.


  1. Such sadness... I hope this ghostly speaker gets to touch a lot of trees before fading away.

    1. Indeed the trees are all she touches, but for a dragon's whisper in her heart... ;)