By other lives,
Especially those
Dearly departed;
Restless spirits
Follow me about
Hide in my art
And delight
To startle me.
They crayon
On my soul
And erase all doubt
About what is real
And what is not.
They're striped
With rain shadows
and whisper in flat tones
Linger in the darkness
Mute as dumbshows.
Ghosts of decades past...
Prayer can't banish
So they dwell
In my craft.