ghosts

shiny
slippery
some stand back n just gaze at you
the ice freezing your fragile heart
others are in your face
chiding n scowling
jeering n chastising
some only for a day
others for a lifetime
they talk among themselves
plot n plan
join forces
delight in your unsettling
waiting long periods
until sure you are settled
before pouncing out of the unknown
then staying for weeks or months or years
digging their evil tentacles deep under your skin
transforming the way you see
the way you feel n act
others surface like excalibur
majestically rising from deep below
these ghosts are easy to frustrate
you merely watch their rising
n they pass is you let them
i am into conquering ghosts
banishing them back to their dark kingdom
don't get me wrong
this is no frank peretti inspired warfare blog
nor is it the exorcist 1 2 or 3
the ghosts i banish are the stuff of our days
moments of glory
moments of failure
moments of indescribable blandness
just ordinary light n dark stuff
each of us find our own way to fight
music
art
writing
silence
walking
prayer
meditation
reading
love
therapy
time
friends
retreat
work
holidays

today i am not doing too bad
fighting
but like you freends
when i stop
some ghosts come back
old acquaintances to see what i am doing
i need to sweep them out
again
find the clean ground
and wait awhile
there

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