Ghost Words

When muse fades 

behind thick, dark clouds

I am silenced with uncertainty

chasing melted memories 

of being lost and found 

by exquisite glances

that poured between us 

a vivid unspoken dialogue, 

now just ghost words 

in restless dreams 

uncaptured by pen on paper 

without wayfinding moonlight 

3 Comments

  1. Grant says:

    🙂

    Liked by 1 person

  2. peaceof8 says:

    Thank you Tim❤️

    Like

  3. Tim wood says:

    Nice poem, I should be reading more of these.

    Like

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