Just a faint silhouette
Imprinted from the past
A distant whisper
Of names long forgotten
Memories that remain,
Despite the turbulent passage
Of time
A light breeze drifting by,
There briefly, then gone
A figure that only appears
In the darkest corners
And the murkiest of dreams
Ghosts, left over
From long ago
They are remembered
In seemingly invisible slivers
© 20 October 2019, by Haley Scully
This was one of the poems I wrote for Inktober 2019 (which you can read more about here), and I used graphic design templates for all of those. So, you get a fun graphic with this poem. I hope you enjoy it! 😄
Introverted Creativity 