(John William Waterhouse’s The Lady of Shalott)


You sit just out of reach

Always there


but only the peripheral.


Direct glances hide you

in the corner of my eye I catch


but only in shadowy form.


My heart beats staccato

thinking it recognizes you


but only wishful thinking.


I catch your memory

I hold it’s hand


confidant that it will be eternal.



**I wrote Ghost after reading The Lady of Shalott by ย Lord Alfred Tennyson.
‘I am half-sick of shadows’. The Lady of Shalott






  1. lamarrwenrich · March 7, 2016

    Breathtaking ๐Ÿ’•

    Liked by 2 people

  2. orgasmicsecrets · March 7, 2016

    Beautiful and inspiring!

    Liked by 2 people

  3. mysecretme75 · March 15, 2016

    This was beautiful! I love that quote too – half sick of shadows indeed. ๐Ÿ™‚


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