Saturday, 13 March 2010


Whilst walking along
the street one night
I came across a wondrous sight
A lady aglow in an aura of light.

She looked so very real to me
I walked towards her shaking
her charm was mesmerizing
could my eyes be faking?

Her dress was of a distant past
hair was long and dark
the street was lit from her glow
whilst heading for the park.

She walked along a darkened path
apparel trailing on the ground
smiling beautifully as she walked
did she want to be found?.

I walked close behind her
the moonlight shone the way
I tried to stop and talk to her
still shocked with nothing to say.

Her bodice was colored blood red
barely clad but felt no cold
wondering how she managed to walk
how will this mystery unfold.

Stunned by her beauty
I followed her for hours
glancing around every now and then
she engulfed me with her powers.

Eventually she would stop and stare
at a decrepit abandoned shack
still floating as if magical
she did not leave a track.

Eyes fixed on the shack
tears ran from her eyes
she pointed to an inscription
and looked in shocked surprise.

Directed by her trance
to the notice on the door
the light was slowly fading
 it was hard to read once more

Reaching for a match
the message was unclear
the writing was of scripture
how long had this been here?

Her name was Nancy Smith
she died in a tragic way
in 1840 at this time
her life was taken away.

She died from a horrible fire
no one had tried to assist
human life was worth nothing then
death was always dismissed.

Knowing she needed someone to help
she strolled the streets at night
but until now she never got her wish
she could not reach the light.

I said a prayer for Nancy
to allow her soul to rest
then set fire to the remaining shell
I felt it was for the best.

Three nights later I returned
flowers covered the spot
Nancy at rest peacefully now.
the remains of her forgot.

Nancy's soul was rested
she eventually won her fight
to this day no girl was seen

with a glow of yellow light.

I wrote this poem a few years ago, and forgot to post it, this is haunting, I am a believer in people not finding the light so to speak and left in limbo, strange things happen, some explained some unexplained.

Do you believe in ghosts? have you seen one? have you experienced the paranormal? I have....


  1. I somewhat believe in Ghost,
    I used to see and hear ones when I was a child living in countryside.

    your poem is vivid,
    The woman is alive in your words.

    have fun with your daughter!

  2. I really liked this poem! It was, as you said, haunting. It pulled me in which good poetry always does.

    I do believe in ghosts although I have never had any personal experience. I would like to keep it that way lol!

  3. wow. great piece a good ghost story...and haunting indeed that some leave things left undone...

  4. A ghost is a friend who has something to say if we desire to listen. I love the way you have portrayed your words and got my attention. :) Have a wonderful weekend!

  5. I truly believe in ghosts, spirits and entities of all kind. I'm so glad you wrote this poem. It was haunting in it's beauty Billy. Thanks <3

  6. Billy you are so amazing. This poem drew me into it and I felt as if I was following Nancy's spirit with you. Yes, there is no doubt in my mind ghosts are real. I sure have felt many spirits and heard them too.

  7. friends you are very kind, you make my work so special, thanks for all your kind comments :)

  8. thank you for the instant feedback in my post!
    you are kind, lovely, fun gentleman!
    A precious friend to have for good!
    best wishes!

  9. Hello Sir William your poem is "vivid" I couldn't stop reading!!! I have a nephew that use to see things,I can remember we lived in the country then and he stayed & stayed the longest time upstairs! Mom had sent him for the broom and she called & called he finally showed looking like he had seen a ghost,when asked where he was he said the man wouldn't let him out,scary!!! I don't want to see any ghost if they are real :D :D enjoy your evening!
    Love ya Flower

  10. That is a scary post. I do believe in ghost and I think I have seen some and felt them. I hope you have a great weekend.

  11. I love this poem, so eerily sad. The picture fits it perfectly.

    My favorite part:
    “Her name was Nancy Smith
    she died in a tragic way
    in 1840 at this time
    her life was taken away.”

    A house I lived in some years ago had a ghost.
    I mentioned seeing him to my neighbors, I thought they would tell me I was out of it, but instead I was told about a man being shot and killed in my living room. The exact place I saw that ghost.
    Gerardine xx

  12. @Gerardine Baugh
    Thanks Gerardine, sounds spooky lol...:)


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