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The Silver Locket in her Pocket and More Paranormal Poetry

Updated on March 2, 2015

The Silver Locket in her Pocket

The locket was all that was left.
The locket was all that was left. | Source

As She Grasped the Silver Locket

The locket in my pocket?

It is all that is left from before that night.

I hold it, as the looking glass taunts me.

An anchor as I try to deny my plight.


I see the white face in the mirror,

It's in the eyes you see,

Truth pours out in copious spurts,

When the dead pools bore at me.


Sunk as the deepest well,

The pathway to the soul.

Silently screaming out what he did,

The sinful truths they grasp and hold.


A full day now has passed,

As my reflection now retreats.

Burning, pain engulfs my veins,

My broken heart can no longer beat.


I have no need to sleep now,

Whilst waking nightmares have begun.

They entwine me in cold fingers,

I weep, remembering what he's done.


Moonlight pervades the darkness,

Like a candle in the crypt.

Dark shadows appear on my inner walls.

He took it all, my humanity stripped.


He fell upon me softly,

As the moon was in the sky,

Biting down, he drained my blood,

Left in the snow, but not to die.


He told me as he left me,

'Understand what you've become.'

'I have set you free.'

'Our immortal life has just begun.'


I feel an urge inside my heart,

Beating through my veins.

I hear him calling out to me,

My resolve grows weak, one hope remains.


The candle flickers in the crypt,

My time's now running low.

The vampire's call is turning me,

The clock ticks down, soon I must go.


Before I cannot reach the light,

I grasp my locket, the only chance.

I push the silver into my heart,

It's ancient light. I must enchant.


The silver grants my fiery end,

That dark master cannot make me stay,

Those prayers I urged in the darkest hours,

Release my soul, as I fly away.




She Gazed From the Attic Window

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The Lady at the Window in the Long White Dress

She gazed past the candle, shining on the glass.

As it's flame wove softly, she watched the hotel path.

Around her, layers of dust, hung on stagnant drapes.

Moonbeams cast the spectre's shadow, as they watched her wait.


Silently she pressed, her face onto the glass.

White waterfalls of veil, echoes from her past.

Saddened eyes alight, upon the drop she'd faced.

Remnants from a life, from which she'd been displaced.


She'd known that he would come, the same as every year.

Drawn to what he'd never lost, a means to allay his fears.

In her silken gown, she drifted down the stairs.

Seeking out her kindred soul, momentarily lost to all her cares.


Sitting sadly on his own, within an empty hall.

Time had won his youth, but never touched his soul.

Grey head bowed in reverie, deep lines upon his face.

Still a man of courage, with a heart of love and grace.


She sat down beside him, and reached out her cold hand.

He seemed to sense her touch, He seemed to understand.

Always a believer, although their lives had been unfair.

He felt her touch upon his face, breathed her perfume in his air.


He couldn't see his Adelaide, but he knew that she was near.

Fifty years had rolled away, but still he came each year.

He loved his bride just as much, as before the accident that day.

Aware her presence..... Just as his love..... Had never gone away.

The White Wizard is Watching

The White Wizard stood on the beach,

The sand ran through his fingers,

Gritty and course like life,


His white hair wails in the wind,

His beard billows in the breeze,

As the sands of time slip away,


He begins to chant,

An old rhyme, a sacred rhyme,

Words of meaning. His long cloak blows around him,


Like a wolf, the wind rises and howls,

Released, set free

The sands are all gone, time is no more,


The wizard has stopped it all,

Silenced our unspoken love,

The hourglass now empty, tommorows all lost,


The people didn’t see what happened,

If they had, they would have spoken,

They would have uttered their love,


Truths from the heart,

Wept and prayed. Children held close.

The masks would have fell,


The wizard stole time,

Remember the wizard,

He comes in many forms.


Trust your heart,

Free your words, whisper your love,

Show your real self,

Remember always,

The true value of what you have.

As Dusk Fell Down

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Voltare's Bastion

She saw the most beautiful man,

Walking down the dusk cast path,

Tall and dark with a face of distinction,

Skin of ivory and the looks of a lord.


Through secret stares between the drapes,

Her wide eyes stalked him from the window,

Whilst in her head their essences mingled,

Visualised in several sorts of sin,


For seven nights she watched him wander,

Safe inside her own sweet head,

Hidden as she always had been,

Imprisoned by both walls and limbs.


Then his steps, suddenly stopped,

Moving slowly he raised his head,

Voltare's eyes were on the window,

Upon the woman in the bed.


Francesca gasped, her breath now gulping,

His opal eyes were on her face,

They seemed to bore deep inside her,

Probing, pushing, claiming his place.


In that bed, her body broken,

Legs without a means to move,

Now he stood outside her window,

She closed her eyes to escape.


His cold breath fell upon her neck,

Her tears rolled down in silent trails,

Piercing pain struck down upon her,

As Voltare fangs ensured his race.


Francesca moved in delirious circles,

As she never could in the human years,

Aware the price to find her body,

Was to watch her soul disappear

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The Watcher and his Lone Wolf

A howl hurled into the white sky,

Thrown tightly with vengeance.

A lone wolf wailed a torrid cry,

Circling the crypt with knowledge.


The watcher began to wander,

He chanted a cold, dark rhyme.

An old ode with bad intent,

A back breaking of mankind.


Foul steeped smells of sulphur,

The people felt the fear.

Strange movements manifested,

Dark creatures crawling near.


The sky began to split,

Trees began to bow.

A wailing wind began to roar,

The time was ticking down.


Now the tide was torrid,

It erupted against the land.

Like white headed horses,

No stone was left to stand.


Heavens opened wide,

Forked lightning hit the sands.

The watcher now was laughing,

As man’s fate lay in his hands.

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The Binding Contract

I had finally pushed it too far to fight,

Crossing that line, just too many times.

Blinking I sat up, dark eyes agog,

Afraid to acknowledge my pending moirai.


Soft winds washed, over my weary bones,

Stroking sharp cobwebs and cares away.

A lulling sun kissed and soothed my skin,

As I crossed a crevasse where angels played.


I sprinted on with the speed of a child,

Lungs no longer leached and squeezed in tight.

Sunbeams fell around me in shards of gem stones,

A labyrinth of hues on the pathway to light.


Laughter and love rode upon the air,

As green grass softly tickled under my feet.

Mountains and deep rivers stood all around,

The essence of honeysuckle for all to breathe.


I laughed out loudly, a shrill, sharp affair,

At me breaking in Nirvana's back door.

A lifetime of greed and helping only myself,

They'd always said I'd pay for my sins.


Well here I was, a pass handed for free,

I had gotten away with all that darkness before.

If I had known how easy it was going to be,

I would have pushed harder and taken much more.


Suddenly the sunshine faded away,

Green grass turned to ashes under my feet.

The air became acrid, humid and burnt,

The rivers ran red and the mountains looked bleak.


The beautiful angels were flying away,

One turned and looked me right in the face.

I knew then, I 'd blown my very last chance,

As tears streamed down that angel's cheeks

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© 2013 Anna Haven

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      Anna Haven 10 months ago from Scotland

      Again Audrey, thank you for taking the time to visit and for your kind words.:)

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      Audrey Howitt 17 months ago from California

      What a wonderful collection here--just was in the mood for them again today!

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      Anna Haven 3 years ago from Scotland

      Thank you very much FlourishAnyway for reading and for your kind comment :)

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      Anna Haven 3 years ago from Scotland

      I am glad you visited as it also led me to your work. Thank you for your kind comments.

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      Anna Haven 3 years ago from Scotland

      Thank you Jo_Goldsmith11 for such an encouraging comment and for feeling the emotions I wad trying to convey.

      Anna :)

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      Anna Haven 3 years ago from Scotland

      Thank you very much for your kind comment Senoritaa.

      I like the whole vampire genre I think there is a lot of scope for writing in it.

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      Anna Haven 3 years ago from Scotland

      Thank you very much Shy for reading, sharing and the vote but especially for liking it :)

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      Anna Haven 3 years ago from Scotland

      Thank you very much Laurie for reading and also for liking my poem. I am glad you liked my picture choices.

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      Anna Haven 3 years ago from Scotland

      Thank you very much for taking the time to read my work and also for leaving such positive and kind comments.

      Anna :)

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      Anna Haven 3 years ago from Scotland

      Thank you again Faith Reaper. Paranormal fiction is my genre of choice although I do like to write in other genres too. I appreciate your kind feedback :)

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      Anna Haven 3 years ago from Scotland

      Thank you Kim. It was a big surprise but a very nice one. Also thank you for your kind comment :)

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      Faith Reaper 3 years ago from southern USA

      Wow, Anna, very dramatic poetry here, and I love the line about pushing the silver into her heart ...

      Up and more

      Hugs, Faith Reaper

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      Senoritaa 3 years ago

      You had me with 'I have set you free.'

      'Our immortal life has just begun.'

      Beautifully done.

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      Rayne123 3 years ago

      Hi Anna

      Wow what a beautiful poem turned into a beautiful story

      Beautiful images you chose

      Blessings

      Laurie

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      ocfireflies 3 years ago from North Carolina

      Anna,

      Greetings! Congratulations on receiving Hug of the Day. I really enjoyed this poem and look forward to visiting more of your hubs.

      Sending warmth your way,

      ocfireflies aka Kim

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      John Hansen 3 years ago from Queensland Australia

      Anna, this poem is incredible. I found out about your work from Jackie Lynnley's hug of the day, and glad I did. Off to check your other hubs.

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      Shyron E Shenko 3 years ago from Texas

      Wow Anna, this is so touching.

      Voted up-ABI, and shared.

      Shy

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      Mark 3 years ago from Moundsville,WV

      What a poem! loved it! Wonderful picture as well. I am going to go read some more of your wonderful work now. Thanks

      Mark

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      FlourishAnyway 3 years ago from USA

      Intriguing plot, beautiful words, and perfect for Haloween time. Voted up and more.

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      Jo_Goldsmith11 3 years ago

      This was so amazing and it gave me goose bumps! wow!

      What an expression of letting go and becoming free of the evil that one can experience. Voted up +++ for sure...shared & tweeted,FB. Five Stars! *****

      Shalom :-)

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      skye2day 3 years ago from Rocky Mountains

      Anna, Another marvelous works girl, wow. I am so happy that the woman found her way to the light. Lest she perish. May we all find our way in the one true Christ, Jesus. God Bless you. Skye.

      Beautiful picture. Reminds me of what heaven will be like every day. In the LIGHT. Very nice.

      shared and voted girl.

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      Anna Haven 3 years ago from Scotland

      Thank you Wayne for reading and commenting :)

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      Wayne Barrett 3 years ago from Clearwater Florida

      Well done Anna. Escaping the darkness in self sacrifice.

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      Anna Haven 3 years ago from Scotland

      Hi epbooks thank you for reading and your kind comment.

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      Elizabeth Parker 3 years ago from Las Vegas, NV

      Very beautiful, deep and dark. Loved it!

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      Anna Haven 3 years ago from Scotland

      Hi Aviannovice

      Indeed, it would be a burden. Thank you for taking the time to read and comment.

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      Deb Hirt 3 years ago from Stillwater, OK

      Great stuff, Anna! For to be the living dead taking life after life, can be hard for someone that still has their conscience intact.

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      Anna Haven 3 years ago from Scotland

      Thank you Gypsy Rose Lee. Darkly mysterious is a nice compliment :)

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      Gypsy Rose Lee 3 years ago from Riga, Latvia

      Voted up and awesome. Darkly mysterious.

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      Anna Haven 4 years ago from Scotland

      Thank you very much for the kind compliment Audrey :)

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      Anna Haven 4 years ago from Scotland

      I have never seen Twilight but I read a lot of novels in this genre. Thank you Frank :)

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      Anna Haven 4 years ago from Scotland

      Thank you Eddy :) I am glad you liked it.

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      Anna Haven 4 years ago from Scotland

      Thank you Mhatter99 for reading and commenting :)

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      Audrey Howitt 4 years ago from California

      I love the Poe-ish sense to this piece--

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      Frank Atanacio 4 years ago from Shelton

      I like the twilight feel to this poem very well done..

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      Eiddwen 4 years ago from Wales

      Beautiful Anna and I loved it.

      Eddy.

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      Martin Kloess 4 years ago from San Francisco

      Bravo! Wonderfully imaginative. thank you

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      Anna Haven 4 years ago from Scotland

      I love that genre too Nell.

      It sure did :)

      Thank you for reading and commenting .

      Anna

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      Nell Rose 4 years ago from England

      So cool! I am vampire mad so this totally appeals to me, and that locket certainly came in useful didn't it? lol! wonderful poem!

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      Anna Haven 4 years ago from Scotland

      Hi DJ

      I love this genre.

      Thank you for your very generous comment and for feeling the twist in the tail.

      Anna :)

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      Anna Haven 4 years ago from Scotland

      Hi Bravewarrior

      I am glad you liked it. Thank you very much for reading and for your support.

      Anna :)

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      DJ Anderson 4 years ago

      Anna, this is a fascinating story/poem.

      What a great venue for a write. Vampires are all the rage, at this time.

      Your work is absolutely seamless and it guides us along throughout the story line. When the heroine is bitten, we assume her fate is delivered and she too will become like her

      attacker....a vampire for all eternity. You followed that path

      right up until the last second, when she took her fate into her own hands.

      Expertly written.

      Anna, you have set a new precedent for the poets among us.

      Congratulations on an exceptional piece of work!

      DJ.

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      Shauna L Bowling 4 years ago from Central Florida

      Anna, this is awesome. Our heroine chose her soul over the living the life of a vampire. I'm not into vampires, but I love this poem!

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      Anna Haven 4 years ago from Scotland

      Hi RQ

      Your spot on with your assessment. The poor beautiful lady was bitten and before it was too late she staked her own heart with the silver to break the curse. Then she was released to the light and freed.

      Thank you :) You have a great week too.

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      Anna Haven 4 years ago from Scotland

      Thank you Bill. Paranormal fiction is my favourite genre.

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      Anna Haven 4 years ago from Scotland

      Thank you very much Joelle.

      I feel the same about the wonderful, creative things you share with us. Anna :)

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      Romeos Quill 4 years ago from Lincolnshire, England

      Definitely felt a touch of Transylvanian, and Celtic bleakness in this marvelous poem Anna, peppered with a dash of Twilight for good measure. A discernible shift in stanza seven, but the connect was seamless, as she recalls how she became an accursed vampire, and her magical locket has somehow given her release, by separating her from the mortal coil.....well...that's what I saw, anyway :)

      Thank you, and hope that you have a wonderful week ahead Anna.

      Best Wishes,

      R.Q.

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      Bill Holland 4 years ago from Olympia, WA

      It's hard to make a story about a vampire beautiful but you managed it well. Love your poetry, Anna!

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      kidscrafts 4 years ago from Ottawa, Canada

      Very beautiful poem, Anna! I am always so impressed to read poetry of others because it's definitely not my forte!

      Thank you for sharing! Have a great week!