(we all have ghosts)


Ghost of Pear Tree







share with me
It was I 
who gazed anon
at the small pear tree
the spring of the year
bringing tender white buds
then fragile flowers to abide
for a time amidst the green
I too know the ghost my friend
haunting kindness to care
about the wounds made in this world...






Poetry by Charles Lezine
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Written on 2012-01-27 at 17:01

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A gentle suggestion of thoughts and images, very nice.
2012-01-28