The shadows of ghosts
are most feared
among the living
For the phantoms themselves
are but empty illusion

Yet their inkblot trails,
once perceived by mortals,
are evidence that
unfettered souls are still privy
to the whispers of men

Shadows of ghosts,
silent witnesses to
immoral deeds
on this earth

© 2013 Amy Barlow Liberatore/Sharp Little Pencil

For Open Link Monday at Imaginary Garden With Real Toads; also at my poetic haunt, Poets United.  Image by Wikipedia Commons.

This poem flew out of my pencil while watching “Elizabeth: The Golden Age.” Many good things to say about this movie, except that it reprises Elizabeth’s putting on armor and rallying the peasantry once more. Having said that, Clive Owen, Geoffrey Rush, Abbie Cornish, and especially the luminescent Samantha Morton (as Mary Queen of Scots), and Elizabeth herself in the person of Cate Blanchet, all did very well.

* The phrase, “the shadow of ghosts,” has nothing to do with the poem (plus it’s singular in the movie), but I had to give credit to the screenwriters, William Nicholson and Michael Hirst, for penning it and inspiring this poem. Peace, Amy