In long-gone days, the wraith
came at my beckoning, materialising clear
as a leaf in a clean running stream
brightly clad in nature's hues
With wings of light
she'd flitter through fields
greeting trees, spinning
in whirling dervish twirls 
till balance failed 
she fell 
helpless with glee
revelling in endless freedom

I watched her mount the Oak,
childish fingers clutching ever slimmer limbs
Taunting a fleeting theory of God
challenging death 
placing her feet 
on the flimsiest twig
willing the wood to take her weight
even as she dared it to defy 
her credence 
that her breath 
would never cease

Frozen in time, the child 
remains forever nine

When the world growls and bites I call her
and she arrives.
She always shows  
consoling me through the years
with her reminder of joy
Time breathes mist over my eyes
and leads my senses toward a vacuum, yet still 
from time to time 
my wraith twists through 
the claws of time 
 lending me memories 
of crowning days. Her margins 
have long since blended into the landscape, 
her flesh faded to grey 
evaporating into smoke

Her diaphanous wisp
floats over fields and streams
beside my childhood home; the ghost
of the child who was me 
and I recall 
that once upon a time 
I felt immortal 
and believed I was free

©Jane Paterson Basil

6 thoughts on “Ghost

    1. How are you Raili? We are all ecstatic, thank you. A couple of weeks ago we welcomed a new family member into our fold – Laura gave birth to a lovely little girl. After six grandsons I finally have a granddaughter!

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        1. We are all doing Ok here. Despite all things that the pandemic has lobbed into our lives. We live a leisurely retirement. Mornings are filled with breafast, daily paper reading. For me the crosswords. I have yet to master Sudoku or cryptic puzzles.


            1. Delayed response here… yes! I was just having a stroll through various bloggers’ sites I used to connect with so regularly. Most of them have disappeared down the rabbit hole to god knows where. So here I am, loosely connecting to you as I sit and ponder the state of our world. …. take good care of yourself and your loved ones Jane.

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