Haunted Enough?

Haunted Enough? (Photo credit: mich&pics)

Footsteps in an empty room
Afternoon shadowplay
Well before noon
Ghostly images
Flickering on the stair
Feeling of presence
When nothing is there

Lights shining dimly
When switches are off
Lost faces like images
On virgin cloth
Banging of doorways without
Vibration or breeze
Room turns to icicles
Chilled by degrees

Footsteps in an empty room
Hear people whispering
Absent too soon
Search in the cloudy night
For a star to wish upon
There but a moment, like
Nothingness gone

© Helen Valentina 2014, All Rights Reserved

About Helen

I'm drawn to blogging as a way to share ideas and consider what makes us who we are. Whether it's in our working life or our creativity, expression is a means to connect.
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12 Responses to Nothingness

  1. Captivating. Thanks for sharing! Continue writing!

  2. “like nothingness gone.” Priceless

  3. Making something out of nothing. 🙂

  4. Carrie says:

    Ooo this is creepily good. 🙂

  5. didoisux says:

    🙂 you did it again!

  6. Skye says:

    Hmmm…this Nothingness is sure Somethingness. 🙂 xxxxx

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