reflections of her ghost*

reflections of her ghost**


There, did you not see her

out of the corner of your eye

slithering girl with the purr

who simply doesn’t comply

they say she has my features

my lilt, my slink, my mouth

oh but we are fey creatures

products of the whorehouse

we are wind, passion, kisses

bare skin, long skirts, the sky

illuminate your dark wishes

as our spirits bawdily brush by


*conspired/inspired by:

Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Photo Challenge 90



Poetry 101, Day 2: Reflection (Prompt by @mkucsera)

{Clear or distorted, in your poem today tell us something about the reflections you see — in the world or in yourself.}


**no line, unrelated, none shall stand & end alone

no unrhyming scheme or fancy find itself a home

the dreaded rhyme flu attack having at me again

once begun, I not the knowledge when it will end








10 thoughts on “reflections of her ghost*

  1. clothespeggedpat says:

    Another wonderful and brilliant response to the Photo prompt – thanks for playing along!

    And I think you have done incredible justice to the image with your words – there is a great many possibilities and interpretations … and I like the honesty and “gritty truth” outlined here.

    Hope you aren’t feeling too run down by the “R flu” … *snorting with laughter – not AT you … WITH you ;) *

    Cheers ~ Pat


      • clothespeggedpat says:


        well that is a very delightful quote …. and I’m glad something resonates and lets you allow the play escape to happen …. :)

        and apologizes for the delay in responding …


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