From a Friendly Ghost
a spirit wishes to speak to you
If I borrow your pen with purple ink
It immediately is imminent
That this tale shall tell you, you’re the main link;
Lost living like loves lament in spirit,
For truly I write with ernest to you
Yet you can’t know from friend or foe what’s meant
To be; beyond the beyond my current
State of being blessed by other realms
Realities, remain constant intents
To communicate to you as ghost crumbs
I leave on this page of words to say hi;
I wish to speak more in the nights to come.
. . .
Terza Rima form poem
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2023.10.5
About the Creator
Kathy J Anderson
Multidisciplinary, Penning words, crafting rhymes, dabbling in artistry, tending to her garden - a creative soul with many hobbies, she crochets, gardens, creates and shapes her own designs; making jewelry, doodles in Zentangle, A.I. art.
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