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Monday, April 22, 2013

Silent Mr. John

Dear John,

Naah! Never mind.
Your name is
All over the walls here.
Just wanted to get
Some things straight
With you.
Like knowing your
Preferred corner
For sulking
Unseen, unheard.
I promise
I’ll stay out of it.
Your night-time watch
And
Silent footfall
Are slightly discomforting.
When I’m sleeping,
I’m sleeping.
So
No watching me over
Or
Studying me through
Or
Sitting by my bed.
And
This thing with the door
Open, close, open;
Not done.
So please
Don’t swing it.
Rest,
Just stay in peace.
So long!
Goodnight John.

P.S. Can spirits write?
Or
Will you whisper your answer tonight?


4 comments:

  1. Well done, Ruby. :-)

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  2. I'm liking this ghostly John.

    Isn't there a child's song like that? "Have you seen the ghost of John. Long white hair and his skin all gonnnnne...!"

    Nice writing!

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    1. Thank you so much Jenny. I have not heard the song but sounds like fun :)

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