Friday, July 18, 2008

Ghost for Sunday Scribblings

Our ghost was a friendly one. We bought the house from is widow. He was also our friend before his untimely death.
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His name was Ron
and he had fiery red hair.

He’d visit us
at unexpected moments.

In the middle
of the night

our bedroom door
would open

and my husband
would say,

“Ron, get the hell
out of here.”

Some days I’d
get home from school

and the back door
would be wide open

and I’d know
Ron had been there.

He died on a motorcycle
when he was twenty,

a bike he’d been
working on

in the cellar
of what became our future home.

I think he was pleased
to see how happy we were there

and wanted
to be part of our lives.

I put touches of red
in all the rooms.


Noah the Great said...

Oh, that's sweet. What a lovely remembrance.

anthonynorth said...

Ah, yes! Not all ghosts are terrifying.

Crafty Green Poet said...

I like to think of friednly ghosts too, I love the ending to this poem

Cynthia said...

a like this a sweetly, simple
tribute, & the touches of red in all the rooms is beautiful, so

Lucy said...

what a sweet ghost story! The thing that worries me most about having red around is... Is he seeing you do EVERYTHING?? I would be a bit shy about that! haha

Beaman said...

A lovely ghost. I often wish I knew a ghost, a friendly one of course, who would show me tricks and how to scare the neighbour next door.

This would make a super children's story.

By the way, you are more than welcome to join a new Poetry Prompt section I have added to my website. Poetry Prompt


Granny Smith said...

This reminds of a ghost story that I didn't tell - about the door that kept opening unexpectedly in the first house we owned. We always greeted it with, "come on in, Mrs. Ghost. Did you bring the children to play with ours?" It was a bit of scare-proofing for our children, of course.

I glad you also had a friendly one.

danni said...

a wonderful thing to show acceptance and give welcome to a restless soul!!!

paisley said...

oh i loved this... i so want a ghost... but they seem to shy away from me as i must want them too much....

Robin Westphal said...

great poem!

Rambler said...

a touch of red to remember..I liked the emotion in this

Robin said...

What a sweet, benign presence. I'd like to think he'd watch over you as well.

Tammy said...

How cool is that? To know your ghost and honour him with red in every room.

SmallWorld Reads said...

I love this--love the touches of red in the rooms.


I love that he wanted to be part of your lives and your happiness!

Anonymous said...

That is lovely. I love ghost poems and the ending, as Juliet says, is perfectly wonderful, a real artisan's touch.

karen crone said...

I love this notion. It's as if you'd adopted and are nuturing this ghost-boy.
Thank you.

rebecca said...

oh, my... i loved this! how wonderfully creative! it does appear he did indeed want to be a part of your lives....

Tanya Gwen Minnick said...

Very cool story! A friendly ghost:) How great of you to let him stay and not try to push him out of his old (and your new)home.

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