I Can Hear It

I Can Hear It

A Poem by Emily
"

The spirit

"

I can hear the spirit

Calling my name

 

I am not sure where to look

Other then the

Windowpane

But the only thing outside is spring

 

I am trying to trust my faith

Hoping I am just hearing things

 

I keep hearing the spirit,

But It's a seeker now

A seeker of something I don't have

 

You can see the ring on the carpet

It's a perfect circle from me walking on it

 

I would just be reading my book

But this spirit has me worked up

 

I hear the spirit again

It now wants a destination

To a place I've never been

 

The spirit

Is starting to

Change the arrangement of my house

This is starting to just make me mad

 

I am not scared anymore

 

My fear comes in only waves

Now

 

I am not going down without a fight

© 2016 Emily


Author's Note

Emily
The words are underlined for a contest, I had to use those words.

Hope you liked it!!

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Critique: (But the only thing out side in spring) outside
(It's a prefect circle from me walking on it) It's a perfect
(I am not going down with out a fight) without

Review: This kind of writing challenge sharpens all your writing skills and brings out your creativity, I can't think of a better writing exercise. Looking at your word list and how you used them, I can only applaud your insight and how they add to your story. Paranormal is trendy so you picked a good topic, So good luck with the contest :~) Clap! Clap! Clap! Clap!



Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Emily

8 Years Ago

Thank you!!



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i love this poem, its amazing!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Emily

8 Years Ago

Thank you so much!
Angel of the devil

8 Years Ago

Welcome emily!
looooooooooooooooooooved this rendition of something so solace

Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Emily

8 Years Ago

Thank you!
Interesting...often the spirit calling has a message...we just have to learn how to tune in :)

Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Emily

8 Years Ago

Thanks Poppy!
this was very enjoyable to read, thank you for sharing. :DXD

Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Emily

8 Years Ago

Thank you!
this is a good poem. I really liked the ending. Thank you for sharing I enjoyed reading it. keep up the good writing

Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Emily

8 Years Ago

Thank you!!
Interesting poem. The idea is rather spooky, but I like the tone of determination at the end. Something you don't usually see in "ghost story"-type pieces - very unique. The image of making a ring on the carpet from pacing as also cool. Nicely done!

Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Emily

8 Years Ago

Thank you!!
A spirit that move furniture? Spirit and wife would struggle.
"The spirit
Is starting to
Change the arrangement of my house
This is starting to just make me mad"
I enjoyed this tale. Gave me a smile. Thank you Emily for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote


Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Emily

8 Years Ago

Thank you!!
Coyote Poetry

8 Years Ago

You are welcome Emily.

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Added on April 21, 2016
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Emily
Emily

Fergus Falls, MN



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