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THE WRITERS POST (ISSN: 1527-5467) VOLUME 11 NUMBER 1 JAN 2009 |
TU HUYNH _____________________________________ GHOST Pale morning damp, brown. Once I knew a man Whose eyes gazed downward, Desperate to not be seen, His steps well hid ‘neath trampled leaves, His breath, a crow in winter’s cold, A hovering shadow above melting snow. An endless pain, broken body, spirit sore. Wishing perhaps not to breathe anymore, Wasting in his day what was left of the sun, Lingering at night on thoughts years undone, Belted by dreams – Dying, he seemed. Far away across the sea the wind wails, An empty sunless morn. A near ghost who never asked to be born, Homeless, yet homesick, in his calm and confused rage, The wars he waged in knowing defeat, Bannished from his own
life, His heart, a crucible of human history boiling in strife. The Writers Post &
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