Remains.
Take
any old place,
put an ear to the walls
as all sorts of
whispers
re-echo in masonry.
Hear
unseen tappings,
reveal ancient trysts
but just become
ready
for oddest of happenings.
Bend
to seek after,
capture a phantom's
never dried
weeping
or burst of wild laughter.
Feel
gone vibes inside
abandoned half-castles
and listen
as night falls
to sprites as they sigh.
Catch
embedded remains
of peopled hearthstones,
those ghostly
cold life-forms
have real tales to relate.
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Author:
Fay Slimm. (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Have posted a pre-weekend haunt of a ghost-write -- hope you can enjoy.
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Good write Fay.
Thanks Orchi.
what a subtle and contemplative last stanza,
akin to Thomas Gray's 'Elegy written in Country Churchyard':
'For thee, who mindful of
th' unhonour'd Dead
Dost in these lines their artless tale relate' -
https://mypoeticside.com/show-classic-poem-11779
Am honoured you feel this attempt is akin to Gray's Elegy and thank you for saying so............... the feel of what's left behind of human life in certain places can superimpose a subtle essence on those who are aware.
Spooky or what...
this would be a good un to read round the campfire any night of the year ..
but darest thee not on a moonless night on October the firty first All Hallows delight ...... 🙂
Neville
Oooooh I dare to agree - time and place must be right for reciting Remains - - and as for All Hallow's Eve -well reading it then would raise the fear of exposing my goosebumps............. mucho thank yous mon ami for your read of my ghost-poem and for the lovely long comment..........x
Wow Fay! why so Dark? I have a daughter that is a Ghost Hunter. belongs to a Paranormal Society and travels to visit haunted sites. She comes back with all sorts of scary tales, that I refuse to listen to. And now, you are speaking as though it's all true. Your English castles, homes, and graveyards must be a splendid source of many a paranormal happening. Many ghost stories to be related. Hauntings of all sorts.
Your poem speaks of the likes that can occur and are reported to be true. I lived the greater portion of my life in Salem, Massachusetts which is endowed with many haunted buildings and graveyards, and has a month long festival known as Haunted Happenings, every October ending on Halloween. So that's all I have to say except BOO! -Phil A.
Thanks for sharing your own opinion of those ghostie and goulie visits your daughter brings back home Phil - - Rather than from any personal experience the words on Remains came after reading what some folk believe about vibrations that stay in old walls etc. and as ancient remains have a name for harbouring tales of sprites I thought I would try an imagined first tense preamble on the paranormal . Hoping this helps explain all the dark.
I often go round old buildings and wonder what tales those walls could tell of passed life within them.
Fine words Fay.
Andy
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