Sunday, October 10, 2010

The Beautiful Ghost : a POE'M

Once upon a midnight dreary

Within the whisper of a hazy fog

A beautiful woman waits eternally

Down by the mirror pond

In the starlight, the full moon is waiting

To show what she has always been

One unlikely glimpse of her beauty

Will make any human freeze

In the endless shadows she is never seen

By a world full of naïve eyes

The woman by the pond cannot be free

Stuck forever in the curse of time

The pond mirrored the moon perfectly

And reality became known

When her own reflection was unrequited

She recognized herself as a ghost

By Joanne Hayne

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