The Widow in Black

The Widow in Black

A Poem by David Lewis Paget

She wanders the streets and alleyways

When the nights are black as pitch,

Under a starless canopy

With the Moon drowned in a ditch,

The gas lamps flicker and sputter out

As the people peep through a crack,

With their blinds drawn tight, they peer in fright

For the ghostly Widow in Black.

 

She comes by after a drenching rain

With the gutters still awash,

Arising out of the cemetery

From the lands of Gog and Rosh.

The Judge had peered with his cold black eyes

At the prisoner, stood in the dock,

Who shivered, waiting to greet the night

In a plain and simple frock.

 

He’d placed the silk on over his wig

So she’d not have cause to hope,

She knew by then that her certain end

Was to hang at the end of a rope,

She had two days to compose herself

To make her peace with the Lord,

The Chaplain said he would shrive her, but

She saw him off with a word.

 

They said she’d poisoned her husband,

Well at least, her number three,

The other two had gone to their graves

Quite young, respectively,

They dragged her up to the gallows as

She kicked and screamed and cried,

And as the rope was around her neck

‘They lied,’ she said, ‘they lied!’

 

They pulled the lever aside, but then

The platform wouldn’t budge,

She screamed: ‘The Devil is with me, and

I’m going to get the Judge!’

They stomped and the platform fell away,

So she fell right through the deck,

The rope was taut in a moment, with

A snap, it broke her neck!

 

The Judge lies deep in his chambers with

The door locked every night,

He dare not light up a candle

As it may give out a light,

The blinds forever are fastened down,

The windows, behind bars,

Whenever the rain is pelting down

And the clouds obscure the stars.

 

For then he can hear the tap of steps

And the last words that she cried,

A shadow, clad in a cloak and cowl,

A nightmare of a bride,

He lies in terror, and waits for her

To slide in through a crack,

And take him off to the land of Gog

With her, the Widow in Black!

 

David Lewis Paget

© 2013 David Lewis Paget


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Such a ghastly ghostly tale. It's almost as though that old Judge knew she was innocent and that is why he is fearful when it rains. You did a wonderful job with the rhythm, rhyme and flow of this.. as always in perfect cadence. So glad to be reading you again!

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The stuff of horrors. Reminds me of a movie I watched recently with Daniel Radcliff aka Harry Potter.

Posted 11 Years Ago


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Great ghost story. One of my favorite is ghost stories.

Posted 11 Years Ago


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Wow! This was haunting and chilling and basically everything good about horrors/thrillers! I read this one out loud as it was so entertaining. You started out keeping it mysterious and then eased in to all the details. Great work!

Posted 11 Years Ago


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One of DARKER tales....ha!ha! you were so mean to this poor old widow!

Posted 11 Years Ago


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For then he can hear the tap of steps
And the last words that she cried,
A shadow, clad in a cloak and cowl,
A nightmare of a bride,
He lies in terror, and waits for her
To slide in through a crack,
And take him off to the land of Gog
With her, the Widow in Black!

Brilliant ending!!

Posted 11 Years Ago


Another brilliant piece of Paget poetry perfection. The opening verse sets such a dark and heavy scene, you can feel the fear and evil as this creepy tale unfolds.

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Black Widow for sure if this was number three. And the fact that she sang with the devil on her tongue as she died show where her loyalty lay. He now allows her to walk the streets of the dead to haunt all she felt wronged by. After all, we know it is never THEIR fault. Excellent storyline David.

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Amazing as always. I was captivated in the story

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

you have serious and fantastic writing skills. You never disappoint.

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

i could reallllllllllllllllllllllly deeeply feel the terror...!!!
first time enjoyed a ghostly poem..!! :)
this is really wonderful..!!

Posted 11 Years Ago



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David Lewis Paget
David Lewis Paget

Moonta, South Australia, Australia



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