I pull the pigtails
of the pale
little girl
whose skirt
is a raggedy shroud.
She is skinny
innocence
and says
in a past life
she carried
a cross.
She says, “Every time I shoplift, an angel sheds a tear”
Rob Goldstein 2015-2018
19 thoughts on “Ghost”
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Moving piece Rob. You have a talent for words – and art! 🙂 ❤
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Thank you, Debbie. I still know what I’m doing but I’m having a great time! 🙂
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Beautiful with a deep a meaning as you could wish.
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This is lovely, Rob. It gets the mind wandering into multiple stories. So what you wrote keeps growing in the imagination of others. Hugs.
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Thank you for commenting on the effect of the language, Teagan. Poetry should be like telepathy.
And the subconscious is absurd. 🙂
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The image is perfect for it too. I hope you’ve had a good weekend. Hugs.
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The image inspired the poem.
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Beautiful work of art and a moving, touching tale
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Thans, Paula! This is part of a series of surrealist poems. That image was a mistake that I liked. I hope that makes sense. 🙂
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Now that is an interesting tale in the poem Rob.. Love your artwork too.. Enjoy your weekend.. 🙂
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Thank you, Sue. You have a good weekend too! 🙂
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I do love you, Robert!
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Thank you so much…I love you and your family too…:)
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Oh, I love this.
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Thank you my friend…
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Thank you Linda. I was inspired by your story of the wedding dress.
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Oh, I love that!
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🙂
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Always does…:D
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