Ghost mother
She is always a shadow behind.
She knows an answer for every question.
There is always a murmur in the dark.
"Did you play your tricks today?"
"Did you wear your biggest smile?"
"Did you owe your freedom in your mind?"
- Let us go for a little walk,
her voice whispers every day.
There was no wrinkle on her face.
There was no time to help the poor.
There was no way to see a light.
"Did you acclaim your face in the mirror?
"Did you wield your sceptre in your house?
"Did you think about your hunger every day?
- Let us go out for a while,
and she takes me out for a walk every night.
There is no way of living her dream.
There is no place to feel alone.
There is no space inside her head.
Ghost mother is always beside.
With her moral pointing finger
she stays at her side.
Photographe - Photographie d'art - Auteur Je suis né et j'ai grandi à Castrop-Rauxel et je vis maintenant à Recklinghausen. Ma faiblesse pour le langage et le jonglage avec les mots s'est développée dans mes années d'enfance. L'écriture de nouvelles, de poèmes m'a accompagné dans ma vie.. En savoir plus…
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