Ghosts are Empty Things

I love how the title covers the whole content of the poem, I love how the words seems to be all scattered around the page but the punctuation was good so it still reads smoothly, I think the use of "extra chair" here was clever. because it could be so many things,when I think of extra chair I often
think of visitors,anticipating someone..

I love how the writer took "ghost" to another dimension, not talking about something haunting nor creepy, (although the poem was a little bit creepy) she did not speak as to how people react to ghost,
or about a ghost causing trouble, or the usual clich of ghost haunting things she just spoke about ghosts,in themselves with no strings what they are.. and when I think back on the title and think about the "silent "
in the end...of the poem I conclude indeed that they are empty things, no wait, the writer almost made me believe that they do not exist at all..

Clever bee

Wow really mysticfying well done

Aha! Finally got it! Smart judges to pick a ghost as a winner.

So if I read this imagining that this "ghost" is an unfilled wish or ambition, or thoughts that were "stillborn" or "stolen", I now can understand why the cooled pillow, the extra chair or the stillness (=quietness) around these empty feelings, exist. They are lost wishes, that remained unfulfilled, the ghosts (=empty spaces) in the back of our minds, that haunt us silently, the one's that "nobody whispers into". These unfilled desires (wishes) that remain "cold, empty and silent" that we wish did not.
A deep reflection on what we wish and what we can acheive/get in this life. But, sometimes if one has the right drive/ambitions and luck, some of these ghosts perhaps can come alive, in our lifetime, from my perspective. I would hate to see my ghosts live in the back of my mind and haunt me. I would give them a chance to get out in the open, and at least try to assume a lifeform, before they get knocked down. If they do the first time, I will send them back again. Don't they say, try, try, try again, and you may succeed one day.

An insightful write, from a woman's perspective. Congratulations on your win!

Oh sibsib, who thought a ghost poem, would touch me this much. For a moment there...as I read through your images, I felt like I had a rock in my stomach!

If a ghost is

"....an
extra chair, the stillness
that
nobody whispers into."

Then I have a ghost inside of me :), such a very sad write, honestly. Not only did I
love the new way of describing and/or referring to ghosts. It also felt as though
this emptiness that you've penned down with such a great choice of words,
relates to each and every person being haunted with certain memories, hurt etc.

Ofcourse you may have meant something else, nevertheless this felt as if, a part of me!
I am always touched by your poems, unique blends lady. This is a front page poem.

thank you for being that deep, emotional, unique, and for your different taste.

like wishes dropped
in wells -
cold, empty,

silent

all the way down.

^

you sure, you ain't talking about me ? Lol! I am sure I will read this a couple..triple of times.
Added to my favorite poems.

I LOVE being able to see that you commented back on this!

It reminds me of a black hole. :)