Best Manor House Poems

By invitation from a trusted friend, 
a medium intervention took place and I went.
The building set in the thick forest by a shimmering lake,
some broken sheds looking sad and strange to take.
Weeded and worn the manor house thatch,
a frail welcome and the oil lamp in...

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Few tears were shed when news arrived
that Lord Trevelyan had died.
One solitary wreath was laid
as shallow, feigned respects were paid.

Remote and sullen, he'd disdained
each hand of friendship, and remained
throughout his life a bitter soul
with whom no person could condole.

His lavish mansion towered still
above the village,...

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As the pregnant moon begins to rise, 
one can hear the mournful cries

And when the spirts start their prowl
rabid  wolves began to howl

From the manor house upon the hill,
you can hear the mournful shrill
from the souls who dwell inside,
who were killed and tossed aside

Some...

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