a glass of whiskey
a cigar
and the cool night air
on my balcony
watching the occasional plane
drift by in the sky
amid the few stars
this city sky offers
and a sort of peace
prevails
the melancholy
at bay
and the ghosts
resting quietly
in their corners
of the mind
Being Present for the Moment
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I like the idea that the ghosts might rest quietly now and then.
Even ghosts need a break.
It’s been a decade now that I have felt this ethereal energy that at least I personally am convinced presides at Moda, felt differently perhaps at various times of the day, so thank you for taking me back there with the poem.
You’re welcome. Glad you have good memories of this place.