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Ghosts
Ghosts often haunt us--
Ghosts of the past--
Bearing down upon us
Like a winter blast,
Or steadily prodding us
As a constant threat
To see if our response is
Insouciance or regret.
Lurking around a corner,
They're there lying in wait
To test our ability
To circumnavigate.
Appearing out of nowhere
When we least expect them,
They dare us to try
To avoid or reject them.
Though we thought that they
Were buried long ago,
Their recurring visits
Cause more grief and woe.
Sometimes causing panic,
Sometimes causing dread,
They reappear as though
They've come back from the dead.
They take away our breath
Or chill us to the bone
Whether we're in public
Or at home alone.
Sometimes in a nightmare
Or in a crazy dream
We recognize their presence
With a stifled scream.
Running makes no difference.
They're always close behind us,
Or even up ahead;
Somehow they will find us.
Once we stop running
And stand in one place
And grab each phantom
And stare it in the face,
Then and only then
The ghosts disappear,
And we regain our power
And conquer our deep fear.
(12-19-16)
Ghosts of the past--
Bearing down upon us
Like a winter blast,
Or steadily prodding us
As a constant threat
To see if our response is
Insouciance or regret.
Lurking around a corner,
They're there lying in wait
To test our ability
To circumnavigate.
Appearing out of nowhere
When we least expect them,
They dare us to try
To avoid or reject them.
Though we thought that they
Were buried long ago,
Their recurring visits
Cause more grief and woe.
Sometimes causing panic,
Sometimes causing dread,
They reappear as though
They've come back from the dead.
They take away our breath
Or chill us to the bone
Whether we're in public
Or at home alone.
Sometimes in a nightmare
Or in a crazy dream
We recognize their presence
With a stifled scream.
Running makes no difference.
They're always close behind us,
Or even up ahead;
Somehow they will find us.
Once we stop running
And stand in one place
And grab each phantom
And stare it in the face,
Then and only then
The ghosts disappear,
And we regain our power
And conquer our deep fear.
(12-19-16)
