Ghost In Every Photograph © Surazeus 2025 11 28 I sense your absence all over our home so I feel comfortable in empty rooms, and gaze out glassless window of my heart to watch your shadow flicker on bright grass as you tend garden of flowers and herbs and sing through tunes of sparrows in pear trees. You are sweet ghost in every photograph which I have taken all over the world whom no one else can see with mortal eyes though you are present in every lush scene, soul shining bright as secret morning star, framed by the wordless memories of my heart. When I wander blind in vast wilderness after thieves invade safe haven I built I shiver frail in anxious misery, groping through spiritless gloom of regret, till bright light of your heart illuminates empuzzled landscape of my aching heart. I hope lamp of my heart shines bright for you as you for me with guiding prudency so we, united with vigorous goals, combine assertive efforts of our hearts to build safe haven we share as one mind, constructing paradise from cautious hope. Soft whiteness from brave words of love I speak wraps cape of passion to veil fragile heart that shields your systematic chemistry from hostile strikes of order-fractured skies stretched audaciously from uprooted base by overzealous hope for honesty. At flash of sunlight creeping over hills we start insurgency of tragic faith through breathing exercise of glimpsed respect for supple vastness bounding Earth with gloom till emptiness of holy rooms reveals brave earnestness which motivates our fight. Thus always we transcend lame tendency to transform architecture of our brains with complex rhythms solving vacancies through graduated formulas for flight based on promotion our intentions earn since death dissolving leaves our souls alive. Equipped with mental clock of measured force, significant for missionaried clans, we build new empire on commercial games to balance use value with labor cost through fair exchange of clever services that conjure your ghost from my memories.
Surazeus Astarius Συράζευς Αστάριος. Cartographer. Epic Poet. Hermead epic poem about Philosophers 126,680 lines of blank verse. http://tinyurl.com/AstarianScriptures
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Friday, November 28, 2025
Ghost In Every Photograph
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Orpheus and Ophelia settle down in fertile valley of the hooting owl to raise three children with calm discipline by teaching compassion for all living beings.
ReplyDeleteIn Korean drama "Master's Sun" Tae Gong-shil, played by talented Gong Hyo-jin, is a woman who had an accident and spent three years as a ghost hanging out with a man who could see her. They traveled together to many places where he photographed her ghost in beautiful scenes, but she does not appear in the photographs he published in a book. She is the ghost in the every photograph.
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Also, my wife has flown to the other side of the planet to visit her homeland Indonesia so I feel her absence as a ghost in every room of our home.
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