Sunday, November 28, 2010

Underneath diamonds and a rose

I am going to try to say
nothing that will get me
in more trouble
only you always were an elusive man
communicating by the telepathy channel
so you did not have to own up to it
fantasizing about making love
was what I did
not you
telepathy left no visible tracks
so I can't say you are a liar
now I am in trouble
and must retire to my room
stay out of sight
become a gray ghost
because you are a thief
of the night
who steals into a womans mind
and says sweet things
and laughs and flies
out the window
as though you were
an airplane
from outer space
visible only when
you want to be


3 comments: said...

Very nice poem to match the Header.
It fits!

Cheryl said...

I do like the poem. I think Raymond is right, so how can you be inspired to write poetry beyond the man that now only appears telepathically.

Gerry said...

Well, Cheryl just shows the power of telepathy. You know it works from beyond the grave, too, when the man is no longer still here to make a powerful connection. The spirit can still come through in a visit, more seldom, but you know who it is. That means the man is a powerful spirit walker


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