Notes About The Poem

The House of the Dead

the chandelier quakes.
its candlelight...doth shake.

  from the house of the dead,
  bitter footsteps of lead.

    the awful clink of chains
    and howling screech refrain.

       my bones ensconced in chill.
       ghost’s dagger-breath could kill.

why did i conjure up, ‘vite this spirit to sup? i thought it all a joke when “of séance” was spoke.
belovéd lies on floor. i’m frozen to the core. in silence i’m his prey. teeth chatter, “GO AWAY!” the dwindle of the mist. at my words...the ghost hissed. in the house of the dead, i’d no longer break bread.
2/27/2021 Julia Ward’s Ghost Contest
Copyright © | Year Posted 2021

Poem

Post Comments

Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.

Please Login to post a comment

Ward Avatar
March 4, 2021 at 7:15 AM
Thank you for bringing this poem to my attention. It would certainly have done well in my contest, Kim. It's well composed and imaginative.
Rodrigues Avatar
March 4, 2021 at 2:01 PM
Thank you, Julia! So sorry I missed out!
Fowler Avatar
March 1, 2021 at 12:32 PM
Love ghost stories. This one is chilling Kim. :) Linda
Rodrigues Avatar
March 1, 2021 at 12:51 PM
Thank you! I think I forgot to enter it into the contest.
Buhagiar Avatar
February 27, 2021 at 11:29 PM
A well composed ghost story. I would never attend a séance. Don't really believe in them, but your poem deserves high praise.
Rodrigues Avatar
February 28, 2021 at 4:56 AM
We should never! You are right. Thank you!
Hankins Avatar
February 27, 2021 at 9:57 AM
Interesting structure for the couplets, and chilling! Good write! Best of luck in the contest.
Rodrigues Avatar
February 27, 2021 at 10:59 AM
Thank you, my friend!
Get a Premium Membership
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a Premium Membership.
Book: Diverse Voices: The Poetry of Human Rights and the Pursuit of Peace