Midweek Poetry, Haunted Mind.

cobwebs
Photo by Laurie Smith.

Haunted Mind.

Spectres of the past
draw near.
Rattling rusty chains
of despair, shackling
you to their journey
as they seek retribution
for ancient sins.

Ectoplasm from trapped
souls, entwines itself
around your being.
Cloying, sticky, connecting
you to a past best
forgotten.

Disembodied voices whisper
to you from the dark corners
of your haunted mind.
Cluttered with cobwebs
constructed of silken
threads, created by
lies and thoughts
left unsaid.

Our conscience,
like a rare jewel
hides in a
primeval forest.
And like any
treasure,
the journey to
its discovery
is one of risk,
fear and
eventual success.
Laurie Smith©2014

24 thoughts on “Midweek Poetry, Haunted Mind.

  1. Wordifull Melanie

    “Ectoplasm from trapped
    souls, entwines itself
    around your being.
    Cloying, sticky, connecting
    you to a past best
    forgotten.”

    I’ve been walking into a few of these webs myself lately. Really fine writing🙂

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  2. WordsFallFromMyEyes

    Very, very visual Laurie. Really excellent. And that photo chills! I can just imagine walking into it.

    “Spectres” – I love that word.

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  3. talain45

    Yes, the journey always start out with hesitation, risk and fear of the unknown and we hope it will lead use to success. I like this poem Laurie, especially how it ends. Very nice, Michael🙂

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  4. Pagadan

    Great imagery, including “Ectoplasm from trapped souls” and “Cluttered with cobwebs constructed of silken threads, created by lies and thoughts left unsaid”.

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