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the ghosts of shade

no one sees them
as the veils begin to shift
and night falls

ghosts begin their walk
high heels tattered, cracked and worn
jeans stiff from two days wear
jesus dangling between their breasts
at the corner of a downturned mouth
spit and a cigarette gather

jittering and itching they rub their arms
awaiting the next rush and run YEAH !
when the cops are around, night creatures
they scamper and skitter into the shade

will-o-wisp's they arrive and depart
and into unknown destinations they travel
for moments of ecstasy with new and old
'friends'

the hours draw thin the air turns moist
day is coming, and like vampires
they withdraw to the shadow of light
until the darkness echos once again

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Free verse
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I am so glad you liked this one I didnt want to make them seem like rats and now you pointed that out it isnt a very good comparison I might try and change that I will think on it, and that question mark you mentioned is gone I wasnt sure of it myself ..

I didnt want to portray them as a bunch of whores I wanted to try and shine the light on the circumstance they find themselves in, and now that you point it out it does carry some gothic imagery

thanks so much for taking the time out to read this one I know your a busy young woman

love and hugs Jayne-Chloe xxx

“The world is full of magic things, patiently waiting for our senses to grow sharper.” — W.B. Yeats

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Where the shadows flicker a lifetime away, this has been what seems for ever , maybe it is for ever as the corruption leaves some without a source of being.
A good write and the theme is top line..
Take care of you out there, we are thinking of you as always,
Yours Ian.T

.
There are a million reasons to believe in yourself,
So find more reasons to believe in others..

So glad you liked this one its a sad thing that women and men have to do this to survive I actually thought of doing one from a mans perspective I will think on it some more

I appreciate the read and the visit

love always Jayne-Chloe xxx

“The world is full of magic things, patiently waiting for our senses to grow sharper.” — W.B. Yeats

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This so well describes those who dwell in the night for whatever reason. They fear the light for it might show what they have become. Think I'd change tattered heel to cracked heel though.............stan

Thanks for taking the time to read this one I am still working on it, cracked heel or tattered heel hmmm check the edit lol

hope you and yours are having a lovely Easter

love Jayne-Chloe xxx

“The world is full of magic things, patiently waiting for our senses to grow sharper.” — W.B. Yeats

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I have completed an edit let me know what you think I have included Stans and your suggestions not sure about the high heels line I had to change it as I had the same word in the next line

love JC xxx

“The world is full of magic things, patiently waiting for our senses to grow sharper.” — W.B. Yeats

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I surrender lol. It is now obvious to this dullard that you meant the shoes were tattered not the shoe's heels. I will now do pennance by looking at shoes in Susan's closet................stan

you funny man I just spat coke everywhere, the shoes were tattered and the heels cracked I like it how it is now I plan to do another small edit for flow purposes

thanks for the visit big big smile

love Jayne-Chloe x

“The world is full of magic things, patiently waiting for our senses to grow sharper.” — W.B. Yeats

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And a great description of those poor prostitutes with no alternative means of making money
I have always wondered whether prostitutes would make better health care workers?

Thanks for reading this one, I imagine they would bring a certain sensitivity to being a health worker so you maybe right there

Hope your having a lovely Easter

hugs Jayne-Chloe x

“The world is full of magic things, patiently waiting for our senses to grow sharper.” — W.B. Yeats

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"As the veils begin to shift" What a neat thought. It at first took me in a whole different direction. another write just in itself.

Linda

He who conquers self , has won a great battle

I am very glad you got something from this one, I dont think I have met you before maybe I just havent been around lol welcome to Neopoet if your a new member, thanks for the visit and the comment I appreciate it

sincerely Jayne-Chloe

“The world is full of magic things, patiently waiting for our senses to grow sharper.” — W.B. Yeats

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and I agree with Beau that its chief attraction is an utter lack of judgement. Animals or ghosts, they simply are. Neither good nor bad, simply purposeful for whatever "purpose". Once begun I can see these metaphors and similitudes running on endlessly.
Was this one of those that wrote itself? It felt like it.

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I take that seriously creepy as a compliment lol smile, this did write itself somewhat, I read another poem on a totally different topic and then this one was born their life or maybe a better word is exsistance is not pleasant I was trying to portray the life of a street worker and its reality,

thanks for the visit and the comment its appreciated

love Jayne-Chloe

“The world is full of magic things, patiently waiting for our senses to grow sharper.” — W.B. Yeats

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