#spirits poems on Hello Poetry

Parker A Blackwood Dec 2016

I have always been amazed
At the people who turn their heads away from the dead

I feel like its dishonoring
Just as the Father turned His head from His Son

And this is why so many people get broken
By not looking at their loved ones
They don't accept the truth

Holding onto an unreal version of what could've been
Which breaks the heart everytime the veil of fantasy slips away
When the memories are far more happy and true

#love #truth #death #ghost #soul #false #spirits

b for short Dec 2016

green light

There is a green light,
refusing to take shape.
He speaks to me in laughs
and leaves messages in the sunsets.
He nods, as if there is something
he knows that I'll never know.
And he laughs
and laughs
and laughs.
Without a word, it is understood
that I’m the fawn,
slipping on the ice with tangled legs,
and he watches with a silent smile—
a smile I can’t see, but I feel.
the same smile stitched on
with thread spun by
the infinite secrets of the universe.
A smile that tells me
a fawn finds her footing
before night falls.

#green #light #spirits #bambi

Parker A Blackwood Nov 2016

Undeserving Ghosts

I cannot recall the last time that I didn't feel completely alone
For once a human has fully submitted to death
Whether there is an after or a life after

It can never be a beating heart
A warm body
A breathing organism
Or a functional mind again

It floats in Elysium
Never living but never dying
Alone in the barren land

#sad #depression #life #death #dead #mind #souls #spirits #ghosts #elysium

Matthew Harlovic Oct 2016

all american

only a bic lighter
can raise my spirit.

© Matthew Harlovic

#short #life #thoughts #cigarette #american #spirits

Parker A Blackwood Oct 2016

Wandering #2

climbing to mountain high
the world around transforms
where secrets of beauty lie
and spirits of trouble cast storms
souls who see by the eye
the truth, which evil deforms
the ones too young to die
they escape the blinded world's swarms
from which they were always alone and too shy
for the thought of the mountain warms:

Tonight twill be thy battle-cry
for this ghost's heart never conforms
away to the mountain we fly
the world below having no form
and the sufferer breathes thy last breath with a sigh
the world above then transforms

#life #heart #death #world #mind #suffering #mountains #spirits #sensitive

Nonkululeko Anicia Khumalo Sep 2016

Les souffles (Breaths/Spirits)

Listen to Things
More often than Beings
Hear the voice of fire
Hear the voice of water
Listen in the wind
To the sigh of the bush
This is the ancestors breathing
Those who are dead are not ever gone
They are in the darkness that grows lighter

And in the darkness that grows darker
The dead are not down in the earth
They are in the trembling of the trees
In the groaning of the woods
In the water that runs
In the water that sleeps
They are in the hut,
They are in the crowd

**The dead are not dead.

An excerpt by Birago Diop
which can be found in the African Philosophy Reader (Coetzee & Roux 2003: 723)

#forgiveness #history #poeticjustice #spirits #prejudice #breaths #blackhistory #morbidity #negation #negritude

Dark Jewel Sep 2016

Tevahni Aurora

Tevahni,
Means thank you.

Tevahni Aurora,
Moon of ever glow.
Shining so bright.

Rays of white,
Like sunshine.
Shine the path before thee.

Tevahni Aurora,
For creating a path so vivid with color.
So extravagant to the senses.
To where a heart may reside.

Tevahni..
My heart is alive...

Flowing tears,
Freedom of moonlight.
The call...

Aurora...

Aurora...

*Can you hear me?

Tevahni comes from Valkyrie, It is unwritten. I thank the moon everyday for my wolf howls once more.

#wolf #spirits #valkyrie #wolfborn #pathtotake #tevhanizakun

Molly Gilkey Sep 2016

Through Death

Grasp everything positive
even if the flower is wilting
Hold on to your thoughts
even when you are alone in the forest
harbored by taller plants
grip tightly to your purpose
even if it’s blowing in the wind
Hold on to your breath
even when you wish to hold it
Clutch my mind
even after I have been swept away.

-Molly-

#peace #sad #death #dark #poems #spirits #nativeamerican

Devin Ortiz Sep 2016

The Raven & the Wolf

The raven is my eye in the sky
Swift and stealthy,
She cuts through the clouds
Her song rings in premonitions
Forewarning and foreshadowing
Any luck or omen that might meet me

The wolf and her pack are my ears
Listening for the buzzing in the forest
Striding through the leaves with discipline
She knows by the look in her eyes
By the fierce smile and sharp teeth
That she has my respect, and we are the same.

#nature #animals #respect #spirits #druid

Devin Lawrence Aug 2016

Flame

The truth inside is a dying flame.
It flickers faintly
like an echo of days long ago
politely passing through.
Though warmth still radiates
and cradles the soul,
charred remains tell a story
of a fire that once burnt
so much brighter.

You may fuel the flame,
fan it, respark it,
or even start it over from scratch,
but nothing compares to that first encounter
that set the world and time ablaze
right before your eyes.

We gather around it
though faces and places
are ever changing;
the songs and spirits
dancing through the air
flirt with the familiar
and comfort this sense
of wasted time.

In every truth is a lie,
like light bound to a flame,
and you are powerless
as the story unfolds
and nature does as it does:
it keeps moving along.

#eyes #passion #time #past #story #waste #flame #spirits #echo #ablaze