Opening the Veil

Four years ago now My world became more… Full The moment my feet touched Denver’s soil Another world decided to make its presence known A cyclist dressed in full regale One blink and she was gone An angry female Whispering tales of horror No one else could hear My inexperience kept her actual Words just out of reach Ghosts were as real as you and me Until I watched Denver slowly disappear Out the back window of my getaway RV Now they only fill the spaces in between The corner of my eye catches their movement daily But they no longer want to come out to play Well, except for the dog that surprises me from time to time I kneel down to pick him up Mistakenly thinking him my precious Doobers Only to realize my baby’s in the other room Dreaming a lovely dream… I’m left wondering will I ever wake from mine 10/14/2021 Ghost Lace Poetry Contest Chantelle Anne Cooke