The branches
of the tree
flail the air
grasping at the form
standing
below
trying
to embrace it
a thousand times
over
greedy talons
reaching
to hold it close
but nothing
touches the
forlorn
shadow shape
because
you can’t
hold on
to a ghost
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This weeks challenge update:
- Blog post 38/52 – Now only 14 left!
- Writing in the screenplay – On the to do…
- Drawing – This too…
- Feet writing & drawing – Done!
See you all again soon…
~Liv
Lives In Stone 
I just came back from Wales to find your poem posted on the ‘ghost’ Quadrille. Thank you so much for sharing it. I love the way you have portrayed debris as the ghost of something that was once alive – and I love trees! The form of the poem fits the meaning so well, too. We only have a few weeks and we’ll be having a two-week break over at dVerse, so it would be great if you come on over for the prompts and challenges we have to offer for the rest of June!
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Thank you! I was quite excited to happen upon this prompt. 🙂 Doing some more sounds like fun! I’ll be sure to check it out.
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