Them

Them

I felt them go,
those ephemeral ghostly ones,
they clung to me so long
and then were gone.

I felt them go
as luck was turned around
they were nowhere to be found,
there was not a single sound.

I felt them go
as soon as times got tough
their hearts just turned to dust,
their steel turned to rust.

I felt them go,
those shadows and shades,
so grasping and grey,
so quick to fade –

so glad to feel them go.

About George Fripley
I am a writer who enjoys writing humour, satire, poetry and sometimes a bit of philosophy. I live in Perth, Western Australia and occasionally get a poem or article published. It's all good fun! I have two books available for unwary readers, Grudges, Rumours and Drama Queens- The Civil Servant's Manual (This contains all that anybody could ever want to know about why government runs so slowly) and More Gravy Please! - the Politician's Handbook. (available through Amazon)

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