Spooky, Tim.
I do like this a lot. Reminds me of a song by Joan Baez called “Long Black Veil”–I imagine you can find it online.
You give us the setting, providing atmosphere with your description.
j.

I’ve heard the song in the past. It’s a good one and I believe it’s been covered by many others. Thanks for the comment, J. 🙂

I do love the ambience of graveyards Tim. A haunting tale which sent a little shiver up my spine. I also know the song Jacob refers to by Joan Baez. I am a huge fan of hers.

Chris

Thank you. Struggling with navigating, but will take it slowly.

Hauntingly penned, Tim. Amazing storytelling my friend. Incredible write. Appreciate you.

Damian

This is a great and chilling story. The buildup is perfect, from the quiet snow to the sudden disappearance, and the detail of the hat on the monument is a fantastic touch.

I may not know Eva Longstreet, but in life and now in death, she sure knows how to make an entrance and leave an impression.

Great write Tim

Yes cemetery loved it (your poem ) but not necessarily the place !
I’m not afraid of ghosts I know they exist. I feel they can’t hurt us

Loved your descriptives of the mentioned Eva. Felt romantic almost! And I wonder if she was meeting her lover or someone a bit cold for a romp in the snow ⛄️

Loved the write

Chilling words. There is excitement at the fear the graveyard evokes.

Regards James

Hi Tim!

We have a back building at work that is right beside a graveyard. There are always internet issues down there!
We all believe it must be due to spiritual activity.
But it sucks when the internet drops and you haven’t saved the file yet! Grrr

This write is perfect for the season. Makes me want to try a ghost tour. lol

I felt this. I am sure she is there waiting.

Powerfully penned, Tim. Grabbed me by my heartstrings my friend. Appreciate you.

Damian

This is a tender and heartbreaking piece.

The rhythm and rhyme carry the weight of grief so gracefully, and the final stanza is especially powerful. offers such a moving sense of hope and reunion – it’s both sorrowful and comforting at the same time.

This is interesting. At the end of the story, it kind of reads like a spirit looking at its past. Their photo is smaller than yours, and the way you described the stars and looking down.

Without a doubt, you’re a brilliantly kind person, a comforter and adviser in one. You deserve a medal!

Maybe I’ll work on my poetry. Trouble is I have always loved poetry, one of seven children, our house was full of books and of many, there were hundreds of poetry and prose, anthologies, etc. Sorry, taking up your time.

Perhaps will pinch some of my poems from wc? Could, yes? Re.reading and selecting might nudge any hope of birthing new ones. Please say yes!!!

In my humble opinion, your style easily slides into any literary site. There is a taste of the esoteric, dare I say, almost eccentric to your wordscape. This reads like the diary entry of Vic & Bob’s weekend sister.

Regarding your communication with Fia above. Once we lose belief in ourselves, we just become caricatures of what we could have been (if that makes the remotest sense).

Brilliant work. Good to see you here.

Thomas! Yet again, many thanks for leaving such a welcome review. The word ‘brilliant’ smiles me happy! You’re always very kind, sir. Is good to see you here too. 🙂