Saturday, September 10, 2011

Haunted Tour



Haunted Tours

I once saw the Aurora Borealis
Tried to capture it, but it flitted away
Now I search for my faithful camera
Finding only incomplete equipment gifted me
In a misguided attempt to prepare for passage

I offer guided tours for your reading pleasure
Through secret corridors
Behind the walls of my childhood home
Where a colorless version of those Northern Lights
Flickers among apparitions that haunt here
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5 comments:

  1. StevenSeptember 10, 2011 at 1:26 PM

    Hey, thanks for stopping by my blog. Yeah, Sue's a trip. Bless her though for having faith in us, eh?

    I like the imagery this poem invokes. Perfect for the upcoming spooky season.

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  2. sueSeptember 10, 2011 at 7:05 PM

    Glad Steven paid attention and commented to you. I'm a trip eh? wonder if that's a good thing?

    awsome stuff one day will really analyze your poetry to see why I can't do it - by the way if Steven ever posts poetry again pay attention he's really good

    talk soon

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  3. blueroseSeptember 13, 2011 at 9:22 PM

    Thanks for stopping by Steven. Ha, I didn't think about the time of year it was. For once I'm up with the times, even if by accident ;)

    Thanks Sue. You do poetry just fine. Your muse is just taking you somewhere else right now.

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  4. Mary Stebbins TaittNovember 8, 2011 at 12:30 PM

    It is a propos for the season. Excellent poem and image.

    Greetings from Syracuse.

    I start the long trek home soon.

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  5. blueroseNovember 13, 2011 at 12:31 PM

    Thanks Mary! I wasn't very happy with how it turned out; wasn't really trying for that Halloween effect, but it seems to have turned out that way anyway.

    Hope you had a wonderful time in Syracuse :D

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