tell of a ghostman

imagine citrus kisses and the water went smooth
imagine near the light of it there is such light along that water
and i would imagine if this wishes
i could wish and near
it’s true
i wish i were a witness to the moment he unfolded

thinking...
whereupon to wander
i could wonder ever after
is loyalty a favor
as since time read concluded...

i don’t know who he was
because
he was behind me in a dream
he held me that way so i could not see him
close as the same as i held back to feel him
the closer his shape to my frame

and like in a dream that i could reach him
light in my dream
i could...

i’d like to think
i never thought
a dream could be so real at once
and so returned me what i was
i was this pressing on

to hold me near then what i was
i almost reached to what because
as that is him
so urgent known
he presses me to breathe this sound

the form of in him in me surged
his hands sustain electric verse
my closing reflex
mindful known
the mind i gather holding goes...

the form within this what he closed
a ghostlike lover knowing this
and what would hear see
what he does
to hold me where his knowing wants

and near me where i sleep at times
a ghost crept near me like a man
a man compels me
know him since
a form tonight
the ghost of him
and how he held me what sense is
the light i found alert within

i grasped the light reached
what i said
i held him where my hands could drift
and pressed within this knowing sense
i held him where
my thought could shift

a man compels me what sense then
a ghost would light
i led him in
a ghost in mind and what sense is
a ghost was found inside and then...

i would i were
he is not here
i would awake with who i am
and light alone in color feels
the solitude alert from dreams

i would i were that i could sleep and find the ghost inside my dream
and know him near me light i reached
i hold the light

beyond this


© lily gillespie morton, 2007




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