The Beckoning Poetry Post Page

Poetry by Aaron J. Balko

Added 15 November 2009

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This poem is by Aaron J. Balko

Ghost (1993)

I am the invisible man
fading more at every dawn.
Now the wind cuts
right through
when once I touched
the world.
Fading like a ghost
in the rain gloom.
Tearing away my
fading memories:
the unfeeling hands.
No longer even
believing in the past
that is in my head.
On a clear day
I can walk though
a field and look at
a tree.
In the sun, I
can sill see these hands,
once solid things –