EARLY MORNING HAUNTING.Poem by Candice James

 
 

Through the foggy lens
Of an early morning haunting
The ghosts of summer,
Windblown voices
And hazy dreams
Still linger
In the blue shadows
Of a dying star
 
A pearl scarf of frost glistens
Under a red rising Sun
A lone gull cries to the wind
Leaving its imprint
In the thick atmosphere
Of a muted October sky
 
My footsteps crunch and crackle
On a scatter of pebbles and leaves
That whisper secrets
Into the outstretched palms
Of this early morning haunting.
 
I watch the sun rise;
Ash to ember to flame.
I listen to the wind;
Silence to whispers to voices
 
I’m alone, but not alone
I walk with ghosts
In the blue shadows
Of this early morning haunting
Haunted
 
© 2013 Candice James
 
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2 Poets Laureate — New Westminster Poet Laureate Candice James and Canadian Parliamentary Poet Laureate Fred Wah at Royal City Literary Arts Society Setp 22, 2013 membership drive
Candice James
 
 

Poet Laureate, New Westminster, BC

President, Royal City Literary Arts

Honorary Professor International Arts Acadamy, Greece

Board Advisor, Interantional Muse, India

Board Advisor, Federation of British Columbia Writers

Candice James is Poet Laureate of New Westminster, B.C. and President of Royal City Literary Arts Society. She is a poet, musician, songwriter and author of six poetry books A Split In The Water (Fiddlehead 1979);Inner Heart―A Journey; (2010), Bridges and Clouds (2011); Midnight Embers–A Book of Sonnets (2012); Shorelines-A Book of Villanelles (2013); and Ekphrasticism (2014). Websites: http://saddlestone.shawwebspace.ca and www.candicejames.com

 
 

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