Last Call From Beyond

Ash Douglas #amwriting, blog, Poetry April 12, 2019 1 Minute

grayscale photography of human skull

There was an alone never felt before.
The night giving way to the morning.
I watched the mist dance.
Skin crawling from a day’s long.
As I sat paralyzed thinking every story was true.
Struck four and I heard a song.
Like something needed me in the flesh.
To watch them dance and sing.
Share spirits for a spirit.
Only I would ever see.
That night they all went free.
I awoke and the sun was shining.

Published by Ash Douglas

Writer, Poet, WANL Member, Paralegal, Miawpukek First Nations, GymLife, Runner, Bike Writer, & Pun Enthusiast. I like my puns intended. ✍️ “I don’t claim to be a great writer, but I’m enjoying the journey of becoming one” View all posts by Ash Douglas

Published April 12, 2019

6 thoughts on “Last Call From Beyond”

floatinggold says:

April 14, 2019 at 1:24 pm

I can think of a couple of different interpretations to this.
Was this a dream? Did your spirit remain captive?

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1. Ash Douglas says:
  
  April 14, 2019 at 1:56 pm
  
  More like a ghost story from my younger years. An old bar that I once tended. Love the feedback.
  
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  1. floatinggold says:
    
    April 15, 2019 at 9:48 am
    
    I see. Thanks for sharing your “behind-the -scenes”.
    
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  2. Ash Douglas says:
    
    April 15, 2019 at 9:51 am
    
    Anytime my friend. It’s not often I get to explore my work. 🙂
    
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Ash Douglas says:

April 21, 2019 at 4:41 pm

The good old days. Never realized how good I had it when it came to a job. Met some great people and heard many a tale. Miss it sometimes, the stories that is.

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