This poem is based on a true occurrence from about three years ago, in which a hooded figure came to my bedroom door one night and chanted strange words which sounded like a curse and a calling,I have never been more terrified in my life than I was that night, yet somehow I have also never felt such a moment of peace as I did when I heard the voice of my long dead mother telling me to remain calm and keep my eyes closed, her voice,I believe, saved my very soul, as I mention in the poem, my mother and those before her were involved in the craft,I know this from memories of multiple rituals and ceremonies I had witnessed as a young child, and to this day I believe that the last ceremony I ever witnessed was meant to be one of my initiation into the craft, yet my mother protected me from it then in life, as she also did in death.

Deep poem with quite a lot happening inside of it, but what is happening is so powerful and it really tells like a story as it happened and how it happened, like you are reliving it as you remember it.

I like the message within this poem about faith and belief, and how you can be touched by people who you think you have lost, and who are no longer here, and it shows how they can still reach you, still love you and still protect you no matter where they are.

I think it is even more special that the bond here is the mother and daughter, because it shows that a mother really will do anything to protect her daughter and not let anything get in the way of that.

Beautiful piece, well done

Wow - I wish I could nominate this - this moved me, thoroughly. Your language and storytelling in this piece is masterful. The fact you base it on true events makes it all the more brilliant (from a reader's view anyway!)