Dave Alan Walker

Silver Star - 4,046 Points (Pudsey, Leeds)

The Ghost Of What's To Come - Poem by Dave Alan Walker

It's so cold
but everybody looks warm
I'm here
but nobody sees me

I reach out
but nobody feels me
I talk
but nobody hears me
everybody changes
but yet I stay the same

I am the ghost in your house
I am the noises in the night
I am what you will become

I am you

Comments about The Ghost Of What's To Come by Dave Alan Walker

  • Bronze Star - 2,781 Points Anthony Di''anno (7/18/2013 12:44:00 PM)

    Maybe we are ghosts. Our presence held in the imagination of figments and firmants. An energy pulse from a time long gone, captured in the turmoil of reincarnation.
    Great poem Dave :) (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie - 94 Points Jahan Zeb (5/30/2013 10:46:00 AM)

    It's very nice to read you once again after a long time. This means something very different from what it is. In fact it a mystery as this comment of mine. I am you............................ I am what you have to become...... (Report) Reply

  • Bronze Star - 2,816 Points Paul Brookes (5/27/2013 10:47:00 AM)

    My ghost seems quite cheery but it does go bump in the night. Good write thanks for sharing BB: O) (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 9,927 Points David Wood (5/27/2013 7:35:00 AM)

    Scary, I hope I don't have ghosts my house is over 100 years old. A lovely poem Dave. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, May 26, 2013

Poem Edited: Friday, September 6, 2013

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