Last Night, on Hallow’s Eve

I expected to see ghosts.

Last night at midnight
I went to the cemetery
expecting to see ghosts
moaning and writhing
in emotional distress.
I wanted to observe
the struggle they had
keeping at arm’s length
Azrael’s grasping hand
trying to despoil bodies
of the souls therein.
How riveting, I thought,
to hear the Angel of Death
reading the roll call
of those who were to perish
giving them cause to grieve
on a moonlit Hallow’s Eve.
But everything was quiet
among the marble graves
and that eerie silence
was more unnerving
than ghoulish apparitions.
I didn’t think I’d feel
a shiver down my spine
and, though all was fine,
I took to my heels
and quickly ran away.
© Luigi Pagano 2020



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Much enjoyed this spooky graveyard visit without the spooks 🙂
As someone once said if you were a ghost would you hang around a cold dark graveyard, or would you just go home. We lived with a ghost for thirteen years, nice woman a little mischievous, I missed her when we moved. sue.


The house where I lived as a child could only be accessed by a short path. On one side was the cemetery, on the other a large spooky house in its own grounds (later became an old peoples home) There were no street lights so I would run as fast as I could from one end to the other. Now I live next door to a converted chapel with cemetery and it doesn’t bother me at all. I do love your descriptions in this, the scary setup of what’s to come, only to find that that awful silence is worse… Read more »


haha. Sounds like you did the right thing. Eerie silence in graveyards can be particularly menacing. I volunteer at Greyfriars Kirk in Edinburgh, one of the most haunted graveyards in the world.
I love it but it really is scary at night.
Alison x

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