I lay sleeping – a blissful sleep - unaware and without concern
The days trials resting somewhere in the back of my mind
No trepidation had followed me there
what dreams I dreamt unsure
when something soon awakened me
the night I well remember
there lay I as I opened my eyes – for what reason yet unknown
and turned to face the dark – the simple act of looking
no reason to speak of I recall
no noise to stir me to rise
yet something had reached out to me
was I still dreaming
as I looked I saw a figure that stood at the end of my bed
but there was no fear nor worry
the figure stood in still
staring back at me silently
I stared back not really concerned
Should I wonder
It was not quite a sillhoette nor a solid form to speak of
Yet it was a someone with shape
A transparent figure clear to me
We stared for just a moment
I recall no great fright to myself
I just stared
A flowing white form that did not cause the heart to tremble
Nor so did it move away
It stood tall and without request
I did not try to guess at its need
Nor at its reason for being
It was just there
And then I turned to gaze at the clock at my bedside
The time well – it was questionable
Either quarter to or quarter past three
Its exactness slipped from mind
And when I turned to look again
My night visitor had vanished
For many years I wondered about that figure that night
Many reasons could have explained it
Many explanations could have dashed it
But whatever the case – I saw it
It has stayed with me in time
And I still wonder
2.8.2002
Author notes
This is based on something that happen to me many years ago. It was only one of many things that have occurred over the years. I tried to tell it as clearly as possible.
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no night stalker here....
enjoyed this poem recounting your ghostly apparition - I like the sense of still calmness that you infused into the lines.
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Thank you so much for stopping by and reading. It was peaceful that night.
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Fascinating. I think there is a moment between sleeping and waking when we are more in touch with the other side. I woke up recently and saw my mother-in-law standing in the room. She died about two months ago. She even spoke to me. There is definitely life after death, and every now and then, we are given a glimpse of it. I wish I could figure out how to do it all the time.
I saw a ghost when I was a teenager, too, again in my room as I lay in bed. I realized then that ghosts don't appear and disappear. We just see them then lose the ability to see them when our mind races back to its normal state. i.e., "Oh my God, it's a ghost."
Cool story. Someone was checking up on you. No doubt.
Take care,
Mark
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I am sorry it took me so long to get back to you but thank you so much for your wonderful reply and story you related. That must have been a very special moment for you seeing your mother in law standing in your room. No doubt you must have meant a lot to her for her to come by and visit. I have seen many a strange thing over time, but whether it is ghost or something else which i suspect, I am not too sure. Sometimes I had some very moving moments, then others were so scarry I wished never to experience them again. I really appreciate your dropping by and once again, sorry for the late reply.
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Wow what a mysterious and even scary write. I could not imagine waking to find a ghostly figure at the end of my bed, trully an experience one would never forget.
My son when he was 3 when his great grandmother passed I would find in his closet in the middle of the night and he seemed to be carrying on a coversation with someone but no one was there. So I asked him who he was talking to and he said his Mom Mom's that is what he called his great grandmother. He told me she was telling him that she missed him and that he would be alright without her and that she would always be watching over him. He said things that a 3 year old would not normally say. I really think he was speaking to his dead grandmother I get chills when I think back on this.
Sorry to ramble, your amazing write is filled with such vivid imagery and emotion. I am so glad I read this. Keep up the amazing writing.
Hugs,
Theresa
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Thank you and so sorry for this much late reply. I seem to have fallen behind a little and am checking back on things. This experience was not in the least bit scary as one might believe. I did not feel anything untoward, and actually was quite calm. I have though had other experiences in the passed that terrified me and thankfully I have not had one in many years now. This all seemed to stop when I stopped meditating. Once again, thank you for stopping by.
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oh ho ho ho!
And best read of the night for me!
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Thak you so much for your lovely comment.
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I know this feeling well, and though I never fear much, it's still a wee bit spine-tingling to have someone "watching" you. I was raised with tales of spirits of loved ones gone; even some to the unknown. I can never say for sure, but I've yet to meet one who can. I found favoritism in the third stanza as I felt I related to it the most -- the idea to not fear it. Real or trick, it's still a nice feeling, to whomever (or whatever) they may be.
I just love how your poems always tell of a tale!
Brit
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Ah the wonder of minor psychosis. I've had experiences similar to this, I just don't think it's a real manifestation, merely a mental one. Which, in truth, is about as real as you can get. The dead live on in our memories, and still at times manage to create new ones, and when they do time is a blur.
Well-told, entertaining read.
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Hello. Sorry for such a late reply to your reading and comments. I do in some way agree with you that maybe this might not have been real. There is a name for seeing apparitions between wake and sleep but I just can't think of the name of it right now. Not a pschosis though. But I always keep an open mind and allow the stones to fall where they may. Thank you so much for dropping by. Much appreciated.
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You know, these spirits, or whatever they may be, tend to come to me most when I am in bed. I can relate to everything you describe here. Especially the feeling of not being frightened by the sight. I believe that some people are just more open to things like this, and so they may feel more comfortable and open to us. I love this write! Blessings, Patty
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Creepy
I have been watching a lot of strange phenomena shows recently, must be that I like being chilled out LOL... great story glad it happened to you
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INSPIRING!!!
Many strange things happen to us for I had an experience once myself years ago in my youth. Who can say what or why these happen, unexplained but a great help to ones soul.
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Very interesting indeed. And you have never seen that figure since? Yes it would certainly keep you wondering over the years.
Excellent write. Thank you for sharing
Gaylene
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Beautifully recounted. Who knows what may go 'bump' in the night? Great work poet!
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Know just what your saying here "C", many Times in my life I have experienced the feeling or presence of someone or thing with me , usually when I'm alone. A glimps of a shadow on the wall or the sensation of a hand on my shoulder.Not fearful of it Like Bob, just aware.I find it happens mostly in times of doubt or unrest. Excellent write as always ...mal
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I like this piece very much. Visible spectres I do not have, but often feel a presence other than my own. No fear at all, just that I am not alone. I wonder do spirits visit on occasion and why.
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I always wonder, Bob. This one particular one stuck with me over others. I don't know why, but i remember it so clearly. Thank you for reading and commenting.
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