Ghost In The Glade  – Pamela Morse #writephoto



They slipped away during the end of the ceremony to look outside

When they saw the movement on the forrest floor little sister cried

Where is father now that his soul has gone to heaven and his body has died?

The strong scent of cedar and pine, paternal memories in gusts of wind

The light shot down from a hazy sky with a spiritual message to send

Everything that is the father’s is mine, the connection will never end



The poem this week is a response to Sue Vincent’s Thursday photo prompt on her Daily Echo. Join us each week to be inspired by her images to read, write, and comment. Check out the hashtag #writephoto on twitter.

Source: Ghost In The Glade | mermaidcamp

About Sue Vincent

Sue Vincent is a Yorkshire-born writer and one of the Directors of The Silent Eye, a modern Mystery School. She writes alone and with Stuart France, exploring ancient myths, the mysterious landscape of Albion and the inner journey of the soul. Find out more at France and Vincent. She is owned by a small dog who also blogs. Follow her at and on Twitter @SCVincent. Find her books on Goodreads and follow her on Amazon worldwide to find out about new releases and offers. Email:
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