Unloving the Memories of Ghosts

Once again, you're at the seashore

to empty the urn containing cremains

of burnt memories, & emotions. . You're

watching the wind ferry the last bit of what

should remain into oblivion. It's the

eighteenth day of unloving the ev​a​nes​cence

of ghosts. You've watch yourself break

into poem you write. You've watched

yourself become the opposite of joy.

Life's cruelty would always visit on days

when your heart begins to flutter.

But, today you choose you. You choose

to let everything go while you begin

another journey towards light. Dear child,

people would always morph into ghosts and

fade away. Consider them as placeholders

and accept their departure. Allow time chastise

the essence of everything. Today, step into the

mirror and catch your reflection, paint it with

the soft brushes of sunset. Untangle. Forget

to remember. Feel yourself. Move. Swim in this

cloud of waters, run into your peace. Now, breathe.

Written By: Joshua Effiong

Instrumental: Stillness by Austin Farwell