The House Upon the Hill
by: Michael Vanderhoof
I pass it by so regular, on any given day.
A shiver will engulf me, as I journey on my way.
What really ever happened there, are the stories even true?
To think I almost entered once, as kids sometimes will do.
But terror got the best of me, on that long cold autumn night.
The dares at first kept prompting me, but I gave into my fright.
For when I got so close that time, I was spirited away…
The feeling all too sinister, and I felt I couldn’t stay.
Many years have come and gone, but my feelings still the same.
Something here’s unsettling, since the last time that I came.
Even on the sunniest day, or the darkest of the night.
This house just sits here waiting, as if to prove it’s might.
I admit my intimidation, as I pass by on the street.
So will many others, practically everyone you meet.
They each will have a story, or some folklore to explore.
Most with true experience, as they tried to pass its door.
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Author:
Michael Vanderhoof (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: I n this poem, like my many others, the reader is left to wonder what happened in this house to have such an eerie reputation. I leave that up to you to fill in the blanks. Either by having a similar haunted house in your area, or knowing of one like it somewhere else. What I try to do in this poem, is to take the reader on a trip to the past and present through the personal experience of the storyteller. The conclusion at the end is sometimes we as adults still haven't concurred our childhood fears... and some of us, never will. Well, if many of you are wondering if this is based on any true personal experiences... the answer is yes. All one needs to do is just read a few of my other poems and you will find that answer on your own. This is actually based on a childhood dare a group of us kids had back in the day. The true experience is much different than the poem, so if you want details on that, just ask me. However, this house is still standing, even now... Many towns across the country have places such as this, and even with similar outcomes. What sets this story apart however, is that this house is not too far from where my other poem/story "Stranger at My Window" took place.
- Category: Gothic
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Nice poem MV. I love that you have left us wondering about the stories, it brings into the poem.
Thanks for reading! Well, I am sure there will be more to come... I have another eleven poems if you want a midnight read. Some are based on true stories, but I leave it up to the reader to figure it out.
Oh i want to go inside and experience whatever it is which gives the place such an air of mystery. Why? you may ask.
To be inspired to write a poem about it of course, just like it has inspired you to write such a delicious mystery.
Thanks for reading! I have several more, but leave the light on when you read them...LOL
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