Ghost Elephants Poem by Jean Valentine
Ghost Elephants
In the elephant field tall green ghost elephants
with your cargo of summer leaves
at night I heard you breathing
at the window Don't you ever
think I'm not crying since
you're away from me
Don't ever think I went free
At first the goodbye had a lilt to it—
maybe just a couple of months—
but it was a beheading.
Ghost elephant,
reach down, cross me over—
One of the good poems of Jean Valentine
I heard you breathing! ! ! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
Very nice poem. Forest and Elephants both are dying slowly. A ghostly death that will haunt us for ages.
Ghost elephant, reach down, cross me over— phantom environment! - awesome
Beautifully inscribed. Thanks and congratulations for being selected this poem as the modern poem of POD for second time.
A poem on ghost elephant is unheard so far! Thanks for sharing it here!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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A poignant farewell to a love lost. 'reach down, cross me over—' The call to take the poet over.