A fiction writers' space for ghostly disturbances, eerie, otherworldly and paranormal stories & poems.
Loved it, Baz. Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide. Frantic and heart-pounding stuff.
Great fun Baz. "Then on your neck, the foetid hissOf Nosferatu’s deadly kiss" - brilliant.
'Nosferatu’s deadly kiss,'Great line at the end of a very spooky poem. You could be the resident Poe around here.
Me? Poe? Oh, no! Methinks, a long way to go!Gracious thanks for your kind comments, my friends - I am at once gladdened, and yet humbled...More will follow, in good time...
This was really terrific, Baz. Many more where this came from I hope.- Ben Hubble
Bravo BazReally enjoyed ;-D