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The Haunting had no Restrictions

Updated on April 1, 2014


All the dramatics were

Unintentionally provided,

Terror and horror collided,

As the fear streams,

And children running with mouths open

In silent screams,

Shadows over-heads silhouetted against

The night skies,

Hovered dead-still,

Blanketing the cries,

These fears were inflictions,

And the haunting had no restrictions,

Everything around her seem to

Stop on a dime,

She felt as if she’d be taken

Her breath for the last time,

And in that there was no mistaken,

For her it was a crucial moment,

The fear rose to the sky,

Her throat was dry,

Sweat drenched her blouse and skirt,

She gripped the arm-rest on the chair,

Until her fingers hurt,

Waiting for the Alien Invaders,

And they will bring death,

After another endless moment

She held her breath,

While waiting for the room

To begin spinning,

And she was expecting doom,

Life on earth was going to disintegrate,

So she’d concentrate,

And then,

She let herself breath again,

There was no more screaming,

It was clear,

As if she’d been dreaming,

There was no more fear,

She was still in her chair,

Her anxiety seemed to have evaporated,

In its place she felt relief,

She was in total disbelief,

In another motion,

All emotions were gone,

She was alone,

And her flesh hardened into stone

All that was left was a hard,

Dry rock of spinning earth,

And death was the rebirth.

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© 2013 Frank Atanacio

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      Frank Atanacio 2 years ago from Shelton

      ok..now :)

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      Priscila 2 years ago

      Yes and no. My oldest doesn't event toghuh I wish she would! My 12 year old plays football and my 4 year old takes 2 different dance classes. My 2 year old will start dance in January.

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      Frank Atanacio 3 years ago from Shelton

      thanks so much the lyricwriter:)

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      Richard Ricky Hale 3 years ago from West Virginia

      Also shared on Facebook Frank this time by. Even better with the second read Frank:) Hope all is well, best wishes, and take care.

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      Frank Atanacio 4 years ago from Shelton

      thank you so much Pegcole :)

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      Peg Cole 4 years ago from Dallas, Texas

      The ending was the very best part. You know how to drive suspense. I found myself reading faster and faster to see what would happen. Very enjoyable.

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      Frank Atanacio 4 years ago from Shelton

      LOL thanks alot the lyricwriter

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      Richard Ricky Hale 4 years ago from West Virginia

      Frank! Unexpected ending my friend! Your writings are always fun to read. Your a genius I tell ya. Voted up, awesome, interesting, and shared.

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      Frank Atanacio 4 years ago from Shelton

      thank you so much Audrey, Justateacher and tobusiness for sharing your comments bless you

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      Jo Alexis-Hagues 4 years ago from Bedfordshire, U.K

      Frank, this was brilliant!....gosh!!!....I almost missed it.

      You just keep getting better.

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      LaDena Campbell 4 years ago from Somewhere Over The Rainbow - Near Oz...

      Wonderful poetry, as always, Frank...I can see this poor woman sitting alone in fear as death takes her...thought provoking....

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      Audrey Howitt 4 years ago from California

      Interesting twist as the end--and not where I thought it would go! I really like that in this piece!

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      Frank Atanacio 4 years ago from Shelton

      thank you til for visiting my haunting :)

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      Mary Craig 4 years ago from New York

      Everyone is right...chilling and sweating and fear but an end in peace. Surprising throughout leading the mind everywhere until it rests in peace.

      Voted up, awesome, and interesting.

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      Frank Atanacio 4 years ago from Shelton

      Missed you too MOms.. always good tosee you girl

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      Lissette 4 years ago from Central Florida

      Nice to be back and be spun around by your words. I have missed you Frank.

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      Frank Atanacio 4 years ago from Shelton

      thank you MrsBrownsParlour.. and thank you ValleyPoet always good to see you bro :)

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      Valleypoet 4 years ago

      A chilling poem, and more mysterious than your usual....there was a lot unanswered here, which is great for the reader...great write Frank:-))

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      Lurana Brown 4 years ago from Chicagoland, Illinois

      I really like this one! Captivating poem. ~Lurana

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      Frank Atanacio 4 years ago from Shelton

      thank you so muc MsDora, my dearest dearest Faith. Gypsy, Mhatter and Jabelufiros for stopping by :) bless you

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      Firoz 4 years ago from India

      Nice poem. Voted up.

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      Gypsy Rose Lee 4 years ago from Riga, Latvia

      Voted up. Fascinating. Why did this make me think of electric chairs? Anyway creatively done.

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      Martin Kloess 4 years ago from San Francisco

      What was that chill in the air? It was this poem. So suspenseful. thank you

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      Faith Reaper 4 years ago from southern USA

      Oh, dear, my sweet friend, your title scared me off for a bit . . . with the no restrictions part, but I am here now! I hope you did not lose faith in me arriving late to the fright!

      Wow, Frank, this is riveting and then some to say the least!

      Spellbinding to the very end.

      Great write here as always.

      Voted up +++ and sharing of course!

      Hugs and love from southern USA, Faith Reaper

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      Dora Isaac Weithers 4 years ago from The Caribbean

      Death is friend, offering peace and rest from negatives like horror, terror and fear. You convinced me.

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      Frank Atanacio 4 years ago from Shelton

      Jackie I am with you... I think that too :) LOL

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      Jackie Lynnley 4 years ago from The Beautiful South

      Was she zapped Frank? That's what I think.

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      Frank Atanacio 4 years ago from Shelton

      thanks so much Seeker7 for sharing your thoughts here LOL bless you

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      Helen Murphy Howell 4 years ago from Fife, Scotland

      Oh Frank!!! What an incredible poem and with so many depths to it. For me it reminds me of the 'little death', in otherwords the journey of the novice who is then transformed into a shaman. In order to become a shaman you have to go through this 'little death' that can be terrifying - some make and some don't.

      I suspect though that every time I read this wonderful poem I will see other dimensions and ideas within it - incredible and I loved it!

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      Frank Atanacio 4 years ago from Shelton

      thanks Vin for stopping by :)

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      Vinaya Ghimire 4 years ago from Nepal

      You evoke fear throughout the poem, however, at the end by introducing death you give peace.

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      Frank Atanacio 4 years ago from Shelton

      thank you so much Genna East and wayne barrett :)

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      Wayne Barrett 4 years ago from Clearwater Florida

      Sounds like the cycle of life through the mind of unknowing and fear. Speculative poetry very well written!

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      Genna East 4 years ago from Massachusetts, USA

      "...and death was a rebirth."

      Wow, Frank. This amazing, chilling poem has layers that are fascinating. Each time I read it, I see something new. Excellent work.