Disappearing Ghosts Dancing, by Cristina M. R. Norcross

Sunrise, by Mikalojus Konstantinas Ciurlionis (Lithuania) 1904

Disappearing Ghosts Dancing
 
My deep indigo dreams 
bleed into morning,
permeate the ocean 
of a new day.
Every ray of light 
is a blessing and a prayer
for new beginnings.
 
Ghosts dance across the water
of placid glass,
characters leaping in mini memory clips,
the melding together of 
every experience from yesterday--
the postman wishing me a good day,
my neighbor’s dog wagging his joyful tail,
the owl in our backyard, 
hooting her presence,
a watchful sentry perched on high.
 
The veil is lifted by a sunrise kiss,
warming the sea,
a golden-webbed touch,
a blueprint of possibility
imprinted on the surface.
 
Sunrise now lives in my chest,
a thousand rays,
a thousand stories,
disappearing ghosts now dancing
within my quickening pulse.
 ​
Cristina M. R. Norcross
 
Cristina M. R. Norcross lives in Wisconsin with her husband and two sons.  She loves to sip and savor nature in her backyard which is home to sandhill cranes and owls.  She creates in several different mediums, including wire-wrapped beaded jewelry.  Cristina is the editor of Blue Heron Review, author of nine poetry collections, a multiple Pushcart Prize nominee, and an Eric Hoffer Book Award nominee.  Her most recent collection is The Sound of a Collective Pulse (Kelsay Books, 2021).  Her work appears in numerous journals and anthologies.  She facilitates a writing prompt group and hosts open mic readings.  www.cristinanorcross.com

More from Cristina:

The Lantern in the Sky
Beyond the Window Panes