Ghosts all Around – a poem by David Dephy

GHOSTS ALL AROUND
 
Nothing flies as quick as the past.
Nothing lasts forever, but future.
The spirit of time changes. We are thirsty
All the seconds we have drank. Still thirsty. 
About a century has passed, there is no space 
left in our diary. All the faces we have seen,
all the words we have sung, all the heroes
we have loved still hungry. We are empty 
and the moon is empty deep inside, 
and the legendary Fort Knox too, maybe. 
Birds? What we have learned from the birds? 
Their wings are razor blades, the shades of twilight, 
the state of blood. We are thirsty, but listening 
to winds on the other side of hunger gives us 
the courage to fly there, our voices are hopes 
trusting the dark.
 

David Dephy: A Georgian/American award-winning poet and novelist. The winner of the Finalist Award in the 2020 Best Book Award National Contest by American Book Fest, the winner of the Spillwords Poetry Award, the finalist of the Adelaide Literary Awards for the category of Best Poem. He is named as A Literature Luminary by Bowery Poetry, The Stellar Poet by Voices of Poetry and The Incomparable Poet byStatorec. His works have been published and anthologized in USA, UK and all over the world by the many literary magazines, journals and publishing houses. He lives in New York.