Weather warm a rare blue sky
clock change day car radio said
no hurry well a bit maybe
this lane not one he often used
Narrow quite bendy too
passing places a squeeze through
strange no cars seen either way
probably it was just his day
All clear it seemed ahead
rear view mirror given a check
eyes front swerved right then left
an old lady from nowhere stepped
He’d swear she’d just appeared
no movement just a vacant stare
grey clad from head to foot
of this age no way that look
Drove on his head turned back
no sign gone as quick as that
cold sweat his heart beat fast
foot to pedal scared disturbed
That week the local paper lead
ghost of Cock Lane seen again
old men rubbed their chins
recalled stories of minds taken
Is this the longest poem you wrote, Eric?
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Yes and no, Bojana – it’s the longest piece I’ve consciously written as a poem but I’ve had an ~800 word poem published in an anthology under my full name, Eric Daniel Clarke, which started life as a short story. And, back in 2012 when I first started writing I tested out on about 15 women who I knew to varying degrees my concept for a novel based on an internet relationship and several commented that my style was more poetic prose than prose and one of them showed me how it’s ~1000 words fell quite naturally into six line verse. From then I started writing poetry and after a while gained the confidence to mostly keep it short!
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Great poem, and I also loved reading this about you and how you started writing
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Thank you, Basilike, I’m glad you like this longer poetic form of me – I’m going to post the novel concept that got me writing in it’s poetic form next week – I’d love your view of that!
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I’d love to read it too!
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I’ll post it Wednesday, Basilike – its just short of 500 words – can’t think why I thought it a 1000 – that’s a book for me!
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I’ll be waiting!
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800? Wow. Can we read it?
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Hi Bojana – I’ll give a link to the anthology as the e-book is only about one pound/dollar/euro …
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K. Thanks.
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“probably it was just his day” apparently 🙂 Great poem, Eric.
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Thank you, G – I’ve a lot of catching up to do I’m missing what you do!
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My pleasure, Eric. Yes, you do 🙂
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I LOVE a good ghost poem (and see them rarely). This is a GREAT ghost poem! ❤
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True story this one, Pam – my mind not been the same since!
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Whoa. Wow. and yet, so cool….
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Ah, a ghost story! I like it despite the creepiness. 😀
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I lived it about a decade ago – very rarely go down that lane now!
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I believe the veil is very thin, and sometimes we can see through it. 🙂
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