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IPOETRY-PAPER POETRY PROMPT
Familiar Notes
The spectral glow of lingering thoughts
Words hover in my throat
and out they pop
as I point two fingers
to push the specter back in
I’ve said these words a thousand times
yet they linger
somewhere between
my head
and my chest
The specter is present
in a rhythmic thud of emotions
within me
over these months of solitude
now that my throat is sore
these familiar notes are confined to a whisper
drowned out by the roar
of everyday life
I’ve written this poem in response to iPoetry’s and Paper Poetry’s collaborative writing challenge: The Ghost of the Past.