invisible me

I am a ghost

half a ghost

I can’t even

get that right.

One foot in

one foot out

almost there

not quite.

A dim reflect

on double-glaze

frosted glass

and dozing light.

One foot short

of stepping stones

out of step

out of sight.

invisible me

half in shade

cold transparent

in tender sleight

beyond the eyes

peripheral

a softened gaze

a sense of flight

tiptoes I can see

for miles

I’m taller now

on quiet nights.

©robertgreig2008