A Poem # 10, plus my second poetry book is on sale

This poem was written on Friday, January 13, 1995. Do you believe in supernatural occurances?


She walks down the street

With her head hung low

Around her a strong wind blows

She doesn’t seem to care

Look at her hair

Look at her clothes

They seem different from the rest of those

She is almost clear

But I’m sure she is there

People just brush past her

Without a look back

Everything around her looks black

With a confused look in her eyes

She looks around, disappears

The strong wind dies

Was it just my imagination

Running away again?

I must now bring this poem to an end.

© 2021  Dimples and Grins.  All Rights Reserved.

My second poetry e-book is on sale this week for $2.99. It’s the best thing I’ve written so far. I would not lead you astray.


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