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They Once Lived Here

They once lived here on Hudson River banks-
     Lenape Indians of long ago.
Beneath our home may lie the underworld
     of spirits that we know to come and go.

Our kids and friends held campfires down the hill,
     and from the woods heard chants clear as can be.
An arrowhead was found and brought inside,
     and from that day the spirits seemed most free.

For years we've seen the shadows down our hall
     and darting figures rushing by each door;
a fan that starts to whirl with no switch turned;
     lamp lights that dim at will on every floor.

Much time has passed since we had built our home-
     the coffee maker still turns on at will.
The touch lamps glow and fade all by themselves;
     computer icons move, do not stay still.

So many mornings, our computer screens
    are fixed on 'guest' and not our email names,
just like some ghosts signed on and off all night-
     these spirits are intent on playing games.

No harm has come to us, just puzzling times, 
    in never knowing why this came to be.
Perhaps a tribe once lived here long ago;
    their roaming spirits, still alive and free.


September 12, 2016

~7th Place~
Contest Name: Give Me Goosebumps
Sponsor: Nina Parmenter
Judged: 12/21/2018

True story- based on the myths about these Indian spirits still roaming.
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"Newburgh, NY, is located on the west shore of the Hudson River on the lands of the Waoranek peoples described by the Europeans who first encountered them as a close-knit, loving, and peaceable group. The Waoranek was part of the Lenape tribe of the Algonquin nation. Around them, in the bay, were other related bands also part of the greater Lenape-Algonquin peoples."
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Mishra Avatar
July 28, 2020 at 10:52 AM
Oh that's such a touching and thoughtful muse Sandra. The legend of these tribes definitely flows in a captivating rhythm with your words. Congratulations on your win!
Kelii Kekaula Avatar
July 25, 2020 at 5:21 PM
Wow, a well throughly thought through enlightenment, Sandra, brilliantly outlined poetically and my compliments for your win, my friend -- Aloha~@William
Chiri Avatar
July 25, 2020 at 5:09 PM
Congrats on your win!;)
Mcgee Avatar
July 25, 2020 at 2:25 PM
Wow, that is awesome. Lovely poem to bring us into the myths and presence of their spirits. Congrats on your win.
Dietrich Avatar
December 21, 2018 at 6:27 PM
oh is it TRUE?? That would be so interesting to know if this really happened to you. GREAT job. Congrats in the contest, SAndra
Haight Avatar
December 26, 2018 at 5:02 PM
Thank you very much, Andrea. Hugs, Sandra
Devonshire Avatar
December 21, 2018 at 1:38 PM
Oooh, scary indeed, Sandra. And these things really happen -- unknown reasons for appliances to go on and off. Had a friend whose home was haunted in this way and he dismissed it with a laugh, but I find it chilling. Excellent writing! Congrats on your win. Best wishes, Carolyn
Haight Avatar
December 26, 2018 at 5:02 PM
Thank you very much, Carolyn. Hugs, Sandra
Gondolf Avatar
December 21, 2018 at 10:16 AM
Sandra, congrats on your win. I am glad to hear that they are friendly spirits. Merry Christmas to you and your family and "friends." John
Haight Avatar
December 26, 2018 at 5:01 PM
Thank you very much, John. I hope your Christmas was joyful. Sandra
Gauthier Avatar
December 21, 2018 at 10:07 AM
Well penned, Sandra. Congrats on your well deserved win.
Haight Avatar
December 26, 2018 at 5:01 PM
Thank you very much, Line. Hugs, Sandra
Rodrigues Avatar
December 21, 2018 at 9:52 AM
Yup! That would give a goosebumpy kinda night! Wowsa! Congrats, Sandra!
Haight Avatar
December 26, 2018 at 5:00 PM
Thank you very much, Kim. Hugs, Sandra
Krampe Avatar
September 13, 2016 at 8:36 PM
Spooky, especially since I red below that this really happens at your house. Nice poem, good luck on the contest, Sandra. Agnes
Haight Avatar
September 15, 2016 at 8:20 PM
Thank you, Agnes. Yes, spooky, but we got used to it! I withdrew this one from the contest and submitted another which was not based on truth but more suspenseful. Hugs, Sandra
Turner Avatar
September 12, 2016 at 4:50 PM
Pretty spooky write Mrs Sandra. I know it's just a poem but if it were real, my house would be for sale:) Really a good Halloween tale. I loved the read:) I've been thru your town many times and it is a gorgeous part of NY, about 15 minutes from West Point.
Haight Avatar
September 12, 2016 at 5:22 PM
Hi, Daniel...it is not just a poem! It is the truth and all those things have and continue to happen at our house. Indians really did live here! Yes, very close to West Point...our son and granddaughter graduated from there in 1981 ad 2013 respectively! Thanks! Sandra
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