This is a poem that I just wrote for Halloween. What I decided to do was first find a good image, and write the poem based on that image. So, it is a story from the speaker's perspective about seeing the ghost of his loved one, being the girl in the image.
This is a poem I wrote a few weeks ago after a vivid dream I had about somehow who has haunted my dreams for far too long. It is essentially a sequel to my poems "The Librarian" and "The Shelves of Time".
This is an excerpt written minutes ago from my newest novel, Forsaken of Silence, which I am more than halfway done with as of now. It is a brief scene, but one that doesn't reveal very much.