The month of April is National Poetry Month.

https://nationaltoday.com/national-poetry-month/

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During the month of April, members share their poems here.

The Ghost Garden

by Krista Lynn

Night falls soft as wilted roses.
Touching fragrant warmth to the skin and
   Melancholy to other senses.
While a breeze whispers from four corners,
Telling lover's secrets along spindly fences.

And sheets of white cotton rustle and
Flash iridescent under the moon.
Still they smell of bright afternoon.

Amongst the shadows, a presence moves.
A haunting silver shape that weaves
Threads of moonlight through the shrubs
And turns to shimmering coins
     A thousand heart-shaped leaves.

Busy this specter – revealing memories.
The feeling, the sight, and sound.
The still resonant tone
     Of that last summer’s day slipped off alone.

Along the curve of the planet, too soon,

     it ended.
Gold to silver, light to dark.
Alone now
    In a garden by ghostly hands tended.