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A Poem for an October Writing Prompt

By Kelsey ClareyPublished 5 months ago 1 min read
Photo by Steinar Engeland on Unsplash

Ghosts haunt me.

The ghosts of people I've lost:

to age,

to disease,

to disagreements,

to distance,

to time.

The ghosts of things I've said,

or things I should have said.

The ghosts of things I've done,

or wish I'd done.

The ghosts of bad days, heartbreaks,

some I've only recently been able to name.

The ghosts of opportunities I wish I'd grabbed,

of roads not taken,

plans and dreams abandoned.

The ghostly pangs of hunger,

neausea, shame.

Of habits I've tried to break and

a disorder I've tried to beat.

I wish they'd leave me be,

set me free,

just let me move on...please.


This was written for Prompt #11 on Chloe Rose Violet's October Prompts list:


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About the Creator

Kelsey Clarey

Bisexual Canadian writer, editor, podcaster, and crafter. You can find me @islanderscaper most places on the internet and as part of the podcast Just Roll With It AP (@rollwithitap).

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