Leaving, mostly

Due to misinformation shared with me by an office, now I have to declare my retirement date as January 1st, 2019. It's all right, it helps with my taxes, not to get the whopping PTO payout added on my 2018 income.

Anyways, I haven't written much, so now here are a couple ones regarding those aspects of life and death that are so hard to see.

Spirit and Ghosts

I felt ghosts
I heard spooky whispers,
Haunted hallways
With psychic lispers,
Working forty years in hospitals
With too much history,
Spirits lurking
In realms of mystery.

Stories are told
Not everyone approves,
Especially the religious
Who lack certain moves,
Regarding acceptance
About that other world,
They ought to loosen up
And get their mindset uncurled.

Empathic persons
Or the psychic type,
Can tune to the vibe
Beyond all the hype,
Regarding near death
Little changes; not the same,
Subtle muted signs
Near the end of this game.

Why talk about it?
Well, I'm about to head out,
I want other believers
To cast aside all doubt,
Regarding assessment
Of the person, and the spirit,
Listen closely my friends
You want to be near it.


Neither Blessing nor Curse

Gently fading
Upon the bed,
Until the angels visit
You're not dead,
But when they depart
I will feel the breeze,
Escorting your soul
O'er the grass and trees.

I will miss those moments
When I felt such things,
At the bedside
As we cut the strings,
Letting them go
No matter what age,
Just a transition
To another page.

Believe what you will
Religion or not,
Your time on earth
Is like a pistol shot,
Some kind of energy
In this vast universe,
Neither a blessing
And never a curse.