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- John Grey

THE KITCHEN GHOST

 

I’ve traipsed through graveyards after midnight,

spent nights in cobwebbed bedrooms of deserted houses,

even stalked supposed generations of phantoms

in a crumbling castle on the Rhine.

 

But the spirit ignores the clichés of misguided imaginations.

It prefers to haunt the unexpected places:

a suburban house on an average block of land,

a watch repair shop on Main Street.

 

In fact, I saw my one and only ghost

in the kitchen of my apartment

on a warm summer’s afternoon

as I was pouring myself a beer.

 

But who would believe such a tale.

They prefer a wisp of white

down a dark dusty corridor

to an ordinary specter

 

in a normal, working-class abode.

He did wail but then so did I after I’d drunk a few.

And he was headless.

I was much the same by midnight. 

John Grey  PO Box 19669 Johnston RI USA 02919  jgrey10233@aol.com                               274 words

 

 

IN CONVERSATION WITH GHOSTS

Turn the light off.

Lie comfortably in bed.

Start the dialogue

with the small stuff.

What you had for dinner.

Who you saw in the grocery store.

Then get down to why you're really here.

the reason you're having this conversation.

Why did they never say

how much they loved you?

Why did they pass away before

you had the chance

to say the same to them?

Talk out loud, whisper,

or even say things in your head.

Don't worry if they can hear you or not.

They're not even there.

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John Grey is an Australian poet, US resident. Recently published in New Plains Review, South Carolina Review, Stillwater Review and Big Muddy Review with work upcoming in Louisiana Review, Cape Rock and Spoon River Poetry Review.