The crisp night…
spellbinding
shutters thrown open
courting the cool, night air
Alone in Ardley House
potions of
poison and promise
simmer
and intercepted
are the tagged dreams
of death dwellers
those little velvet monsters
they run, Madam, they hide
like cowards
on the outer limits
of disaster
And on that high
floating evening wind
ghosts float through
the windows
and rattle their legends
quickening heartbeats
beckoning sleepwalkers
come hither…
Quite spooky! Someone is ready for Halloween!
Most definitely ready, Marissa! π
Ooooo-ooooo-ooooo……….. it’s that time of year again! I especially like ‘those little velvet monsters they run, Madam, they hide……..’ a description of naughty students perhaps π
Ha ha, Pauline. I hadn’t thought about it, but yes, perhaps little ghosts are playing tricks on me π
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So cool, Lana! Love the dark atmosphere and the goose-bumps your words evoke! …come hither, indeed! π xxxxx
It’s that time of the year, Sarah, ha ha. Do you have your costume yet? π
Parts of it – IΒ΄ve gots some very nice steam-punk goggles with spikes, a black feather-boa and now am on the look-out for some sturdy boots π And how about your costume? π
Well, I was going to be Marilyn (how original, right?) But my wig I ordered from China looks more like David Bowie, lol!
Hahaha! Oh, my! π But to be honest, I would rather go as David Bowie than as Marilyn – all the crazy 80Β΄s make up and clothes! I get dizzy just thinking about it! While when I think of her, almost immediately the picture with her wearing that white billowy dress comes to my mind. But donΒ΄t get me wrong – I totally love Marilyn and am so sad that her talent as an actress had been almost constantly pulled down by all those (stupid) men just wanting to stare at her boobs.
Yes, Sarah, you are right about poor Marilyn. I wished she had not experienced such terrible sadness and exploitation. That billowy white dress is iconic for sure!
I can see you’re getting ready for Halloween, Lana! Glad I didn’t read this one in the dark, haha!
Oh it is my favorite holiday, Debbie! Nothing like a good ghost poem, wink wink.
Spellbinding, Lana! I bet you loved making your own haunted houses as a kid! Maybe you still do??? These were my favorite lines: “potions of / poison and promise / simmer” and “those little velvet monsters / they run, Madam, they hide.” Also the last line, “Come hither.” Hints of a bygone era, a classy kind of spookiness. Now just don some “Black Satin” lipstick and lie in wait to answer the doorbell with your big bowl full of tricks and treats. π
Isn’t Halloween wonderful, Joan? It’s my favorite holiday, but I’ll bet you can’t tell, LOL. I wish I had time to set up a haunted house in my front yard, that would be so fun. Old houses are truly cool and can certainly be spooky at times. I’m off to get some “Black Satin” lipstick and maybe some black nail polish too! π
Yeah, girl, haunt away and don’t let no “haint” run you off.
Oh yes, the haint, Lol!
Ah, Halloween soon! Trick or treat… π have a nice holiday… π
It’s pretty big here, Iris, ha ha. I have even more Halloween poems too, lol!
Enjoy… can I have the treat then ? π Have a lovely weekend! πΉ π
Most surely you can π Have a super weekend also, Iris!
Delicately suggestive … unlike the shelves in my local store groaning with Halloween junk!
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Well thank you so much, Dave π
What a treat for Halloween. I love the last lines. Chilling! I got the shivers!
Thanks Diana, I am such a Halloween fan, ha ha.
Yikes!! π I’m scared and spooked reading this in the light of day…just glad it wasn’t late at night! Don’t think I’ll ‘come hither…’ – rather running as fast as possible in the opposite direction! π
I’ll be back with more ghosts though, Annika, ha ha. We still have a few days before Halloween π
Well Halloween, though I don’t celebrate it, but I love reading about what everyone is doing or will be doing. But the ghosts thing, eeerrk, I love stories of ghosts, but what if I meet one in real life one day? I always ask this question! I think I wouldn’t even run, since my feet would be frozen by fear. haha
Oh yes, I love writing about ghosts, but if I ever met one, I’d be outta there in a hurry!
hahaha LOL