The Ghost of You


Gently, you come and go. I feel you everyday when I connect. I know you have been here. I feel you here. I notice that you have read certain posts and have ignored others; some you have read over and over.  Sometimes you leave a comment, a referrer line, or the wisp of a click. Sometimes you leave no tracks at all, but I know you have been here.

I feel the ghost of you here–shaking, rattling, turning over, thumping, tapping, and examining the collection of words that I have left on display for the day. I don’t know you, and I wouldn’t recognize you. But I am sure our silent exchanges will keep crossing, randomly, serendipitously, two shadows in tandem for a twinkling… the ghost of you and the ghost of me.

6 Comments Add yours

  1. Jeremy says:


    Only you could make the obsession with blog stat tracking poetic 🙂

  2. Bonnie says:


    Ha! Obession is right!


  3. costoflove says:

    More good stuff…I like the analogy. You are a true blogger!

  4. Bonnie says:

    Thanks, Patty!


  5. Susie says:

    Your word art is my daily “cup of coffee,” my “hyacinths for the soul.” Thank you.

  6. Bonnie says:


    Thank you so much for your kind words. They are like salve to my soul.


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