Ghost

I am 65
Recovered
From being dead
For seven minutes
The year before and I
Stroll into an empty dim
Room amid hospital offices
To the utter surprise of a young
Nurse sitting at a table filing papers
Who looks up at me and sees a
Ghost dead a year ago when
She worked in the cardiac
Ward the night I died
And was sent out
Of the room as
The stress to
Her might
Wear out
Her enthusiasm
By my passing away
On her shift and yet here
I am smiling at her hale and
Well in the flesh or a passably
Good facsimile telling her
Hello asking how she
Was as she stares
At me stands up
Walks out of
The room.
Another
Nurse
Enters and
Does my paper
Work explaining the
Young nurse was surprised
To see me since the last
Time she saw me I’d
Been dead over
Five minutes
And I said
I knew
Her
From
My stay
In the cardiac
Ward but she never
Came back to say hello
Or goodbye as to her
I was just a ghost
With no reason
To be walking
Around alive
Especially
Into her
Dimly
Lit
Room
Where she
Sat all alone.
I resolve to be
More animated.
Ten years later I’ve
Spent teaching lecturing
On ships designing board
Games falling in love twice
Meeting an old friend
After almost half a
Century apart but
Cautious not to
Seem a ghost
As I munch
Tacos CFS
Burgers
Chili
And
Write
Poems.