Tag Archives: ghosts

Review: A Superior Spectre by Angela Meyer

Posted on October 15, 2018 by Helen

Wow…… You know that feeling when you’ve read a book that’s so rich, so good, that you just know everything you are going to read for a while now is going to feel like fast food after fine cuisine? That’s … Continue reading →

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Toast

Posted on August 2, 2016 by Helen

We shall drink to the days gone by Toast the memories washing over us Those we embrace And those we deny We shall drink to the days gone by We shall sing till our hearts can live Toast to the … Continue reading →

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The Fishermen Have Gone – Writing Prompt #167

Posted on July 10, 2016 by Helen

The fishermen have gone The seas bereft of life A strange deceptive tranquility covers everything We are but ghosts Wandering through darkened streets Not a sound from stamping feet Chained to this memory of life When even the essence is … Continue reading →

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Gathering – Part One

Posted on January 12, 2016 by Helen

This gathering this night will draw from dimensions distant something new and bright and powerful that delights and gives us wisdom we might crave And on that wondrous spiritual wave our lost ones gather to us here on this the … Continue reading →

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Desolate Ones

Posted on September 29, 2015 by Helen

We are the desolate ones Left behind as debris We cling to walls Where all is peeling, peeling away We haunt such hallways As strangers never seek to walk In empty rooms we are ghosts Left only now To haunt … Continue reading →

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Synchronicity and the Strangeness of Creativity

Posted on January 10, 2014 by Helen

Hi So I’ve finished the first draft of my ghost story novel. But I don’t want to talk about that so much as something odd that has happened in the last few of days of writing it. To put this … Continue reading →

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Nothingness

Posted on January 6, 2014 by Helen

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 … Continue reading →

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Intruders

Posted on November 11, 2013 by Helen

They come at night They bite They’re shuddering With sin A wraith, a ghost They boast They’ll take us all We’ll fall Intruders deep They creep I cannot weep Nor sleep I cannot breathe Please leave I’ve paid the cost … Continue reading →

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The Mysterious House – for Prompt 12 – Fairytale

Posted on July 14, 2013 by Helen

                  There once was a powerful magician who had traversed deep within the darkest regions of power and persuasion. He was so suffused in his magic that even his surroundings bent to … Continue reading →

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Moving House

Posted on April 13, 2013 by Helen

Must have bath I’m not spending the next two years Only showering Must be close to shops I have no interest in driving long distances Just to get milk Must be close to work I also have no interest in … Continue reading →

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