Lace and Lice
By midnights voice
Of lace and lice and straw for bed
You , a haunting spirit inside my head
If April is your cruelest time
Then December is surely mine
If only I were just a ghost
Unattached to a spiritual host
Where the air flows through me
And though I be . . .
Unclear , unclean and disconnected
I will pass through your life as if in the subjective
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Copyright 2017 midnights voice
Published on Monday, December 11, 2017.
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Author's Note:
When love dies are there ghosts ?Comments on " Lace and Lice"
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On Tuesday, December 12, 2017, Drea
(1443) wrote:
I've been waiting for you to post. You have some amazing lines here. For me the last two lines make this. Glad you're back.
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On Tuesday, December 12, 2017, midnights voice
(971) wrote:
Thank you Drea, it is good to be back writing again . Thank you as always for reading .
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On Tuesday, December 12, 2017, Cassette
(1144) wrote:
this was great; I really like that photo as well.
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On Tuesday, December 12, 2017, midnights voice
(971) wrote:
It's the old Bridge remains across Cox Creek in Alabama . It's all about tearing our life's bridges down and separating .
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On Tuesday, December 12, 2017, midnights voice
(971) wrote:
Thank you so much for reading Cassette .
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On Tuesday, December 12, 2017, Jerry stiles
(251) wrote:
Great write midnight,,glad your back,,and no ,,I don't believe in ghost,,only demons that trick us into believing In ghosts to take our faith away from the Lord,,
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On Tuesday, December 12, 2017, midnights voice
(971) wrote:
Thank you Jerry for reading . Love's ghost haunt our heads .
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On Monday, December 11, 2017, hazydaisy
(132) wrote:
I was really feeling this, especially the last line. It brings it home. Great job.
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On Monday, December 11, 2017, midnights voice
(971) wrote:
Thank you for reading hazy daisy .