To Convene With Ghosts

“Millions of spiritual creatures walk the earth unseen, both when we wake and when we sleep.”
~ John Milton, Paradise Lost


sipping gin and juice
from a black coffee mug

seems the right
way
to end the day.

to amplify
the feeling
of your presence

I know.
I won’t see you.
but you’ll see me.

and you’ll know
what I told you
was true

Without you

you’ll know.
you’ll see
me.
And I know I won’t see you

which is why
I
end the day
the right way
from a black mug
sipping gin and juice

 

 

30 thoughts on “To Convene With Ghosts

  1. this made me think of that movie where she is still around even though she had died already and he can feel her presence…yeah…maybe a black coffee mug with gin and juice is not a bad idea then…

  2. cool verse…i love the wrap around in it, beginning to end and even in the middle you mirror a lot around your turn line…makes me wonder at what you told them but its easy enough to fill in that blank with the feeling i get from your words…

  3. i like how this poem walks both forwards and backwards, and i feel a sting of loss within it… full of ghosts (and ghost brew) very well done kim

  4. The circular format. as others have said, seems to detach it a bit from every day logic–we see what we want to see–and I often wonder how long and how far wanting can be. Enjoyed this. Kim.

  5. Dang, what a song! I’m eating the repitition up, the sounds, well constructed line work. An all-around great write, plus the message, personal, vulnerable, strong. I like very much!

  6. I found this very poignant (and yet tough in the good kind of way), Kim. You get a strong feeling of character somehow – a bit hardboiled, and yet, well doing things right. Even the word “convening” is very suggestive here. k.

  7. Beautiful. There is so much we don’t know and too much happens that is unexplained to always be coincidence. I believe there are far more dimensions than we know exist and that our bodies here are the vehicle but the thing which drives it doesn’t die, it goes into another dimension and yes, I believe they walk the earth and, watch us. Some are good, some are bad.
    This really is so effective Kim. It reaches right in and hits home but more so for its repetition and simplicity. Really enjoyed this.

  8. “I know.
    I won’t see you.
    but you’ll see me.

    and you’ll know
    what I told you
    was true

    Without you

    you’ll know.”

    I love this turn in the midst of the poem, reversing the dance and keeping the knowledge between the narrator and her ghostly friend . . . leaving, of course, a lump in my throat who share the experience. Not, in my case with a drink in the cup at the end of the day but by fastening my seat belt every time I get in the car. He wanted me to be safe, and I never cared before. And now I am sure he knows.

  9. Well-expressed tribute to a cherished memory. Like the aliteration of gin and juice and the down-to-earth (no pun intended) touch of the black coffee mug.

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