tombstones in the trees surrounded by dead leaves
forlorn footstone in the rain, practically covered in dirt and encroaching grass;
have you no one to look after you?
the dog reading my mind…it’s gone beyond being mysterious
now it’s downright mystical cosmos paranormal spooky
interesting that when I watch some airplane crash shows
they sometimes refer to an aircraft having for example - 154 ‘souls’ on board…
154 souls were lost
to me, it makes it sound creepier -
a soul is a mysterious thing
you may encounter your soul one day on a long late afternoon walk
with long late afternoon shadows reaching into you
and pulling out things you never knew you had inside of you
as a chilly wind comes up and a feeling overtakes you
you’re not in control
or maybe you discover a sliver of it
sailing into tempestuous skies ahead in an already battered vessel taking on water
finding out what you’re made of so to speak
tougher than a two dollar steak
of soft like an uncooked hamburger