An Explosion of Sound
A memory cord is struck, as a explosion of noise vibrates my ear drums.
Will she be waiting at the top of the stairs. How will I find her in the medley of those dancing their time away. Worse will she snarl in anger. She is the love of my life, yet our time together is over. I move like a ghost, perhaps that is because I now am a ghost. I knew the army was a risk, but I wanted to build a career for us.
Damned if I can remember being blown up.
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Dear Michael,
Oh, the poor ghost. I feel for him. Nicely done.
Shalom,
Rochelle
Hi Rochelle, I set out to write about a night time music club that many many years back I frequented. But my muse had a different story in mind.
They say ghosts are just people who don’t understand they’re dead. Perhaps she’ll persuade him
Hi Neil, he does not wanted believe it, she will have a job I think
A tragic end. I hope the ghost is able to move on, and allow others to move on with their lives too.
I hope so also.
Well done, Michael, you manage to evoke sympathy for your ghost.
Although I’m not sure why he’d want to remember being blown up!
Thank you sir, I believe that he really does not really want to remember, because if he does then he really is a ghostly shadow of himself.
It’s probably best it doesn’t remember. They say even ghosts have feelings.
You have hit the nail on the head Keith,
I guess it’s a mercy he can’t remember that.
That is true, if he remembers he will have to agree that he has died
The poor guy lost his life and his true love. Glad he’s kept his consciousness.
That is so true, unfortunately sadly he is struggling with his emotions
I found myself wondering if we’re all ghosts! I think it’s better he doesn’t remember being blown up.
If we are it is not so bad,
This poor ghost needs to be laid to rest. I wonder how long it will take. Really good writing, Michael.
Thank you so much Linda
Nice shift of perspective as you reveal your narrator is a ghost. Well done!
Thank you Penny
Very sad. At least he remembers her. Hopefully, after time, he will remember all and be able to move on. Nicely done, Michael.
I think that he has already moved across to his new life.
A haunting tale. An enjoyable piece!
It was good to read your comment, thank you Mike H
it’s time for him to move on. there’s no turning back
That is so true
That would be a tragic life (or afterlife). I was just reading in Gravity’s Rainbow how they said you never hear the one that gets you. True of your last line there.
-David
David, I was pleased to read your comment…Gravity’s Rainbow is a new one to me.
Oy, the poor ghost … At least, though, he does not remember some of the sharper pain …
Hopefully he has now moved on to a new life,
Oh no, I hope he can move on…
Me to, but it is not always easy,