Like A Ghost
18 February, 2003
Author: Dino Hi
Walking in the thick fog, it's white and it's spooky
Who says you can't have fun, when it's cold and icky
The fun of disappearing, going in and out it's misty
Like a ghost, now you see me, now you don't
I'm here nor there, but everywhere a float
My white dog appearing invisible, to the viewing eye
No one out, or playing about, I'm wondering why?
All inside, too wet and cold, keeping warm and hot soup
I'm a ghost, having fun disappearing, in the street loop
Not a soul around, a ghost town, no airplanes or cars
I like this, long as I don't drive or go far
Moving silently like a ghost, walking invisible dog, yes we are
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Comments on this poem/writing:
| Dott (204.86.170.204) -- Wednesday, February 19 2003, 03:54 pm It should be a poem for two voices |
| Dino (67.26.88.33) -- Wednesday, February 19 2003, 06:43 pm Sounds good Dott! Show me how it is done? I'm just learning. I'm really confused? This is a poem about a casual walk with my dog? Is he suppose to talk? Thanks for your comment and your view. |
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