I’ve lived camouflaged in a dreary existence
away from the rays of the sun.
I’ve been a ghost,
I’ve been a vision,
and my words, are the voices you heard
when your spirit yearned for a trace of lost sanity.
And you joined me in the shadows.
My presence was the poltergeist,
that disappeared from sight
when she turned on the lights,
and sat upon her Persian rug
and lit her pipe and smoked.
I’ve always faded far into these dark, dark places,
And she, who always loved the light,
refused to see
both you and me.
Then one day our shadows crossed,
and our faces were exposed
then both did burned,
as rays of yellow light turned this darkened castle bright,
and we became the things that were.
I, the ghost that was,
you, the story told,
and us, the urban legend…
C.2020, Francisco Bravo Cabrera, 23 JAN 2020, Valencia, Spain
JaZzArt en Valencia: http://www.ArtPal.com/rfbravo1155
My group, AJA: “YaYa for New Orleans”: http://www.cdbaby.com/cd/aja2