(Here is a poem from our guest poet no 3, Hazel Connelly. First met Hazel last year at a reading and was impressed by her heart that clearly shows in this short poem. Next up in a few days time, will be our fourth guest poet, Gray Nicholls who has submitted a pretty funny poem defo looking at the story from a different angle)
Ghost
Who is this ghost in the
corner of my eye?
The ghost with rat tailed
hair,
This ghost creeping by my
side,
Waiting to meet me there.
Have you seen her, any of
you?
Her silent footsteps tread
the floor,
The ghost in the mirror
Dancing past the closed door.
In the stillness of the night
Her voice whispers in my ear,
To which world do I belong?
She cries, but no one hears.
The stagnant air, on a summer
night,
She leans over my face,
I saw her through the window
again,
Walking at an eerie pace.
In the still deep hush of
night
Your car, my house, no
goodbye,
I will return to this
crossroad
To meet this ghost in the
corner of my eye.
(Hazel Connelly started writing after she retired. Four years later she self published her first book 'Words' which can be bought through http://bears-things.webs.com. Some more of her material can be read at http://www.writeoutloud.net/profiles/hazelconnelly)
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