Shadows do not remain in their places. Tonight.
Leaves crackle, and you ask yourself what strange feet are treading them under.
The wind moves in the trees and around the eaves of the house. Why does it sound like voices? And what are they saying?
In the summer, a cool breeze is a friend. On Halloween, it is something else.
What lies beneath all those costumes? Are they really children? From what parents?
The moon has been staring at you for a long time. You begin to wonder why.
Why are all the cobwebs empty? Where have the spiders gathered? Is it someplace close by?
None of the movies you watch on Halloween are true. Are they?
Why is it on Halloween, when you finally go to bed, you hear sounds in the house you never heard before? Where have they been hiding?
Was the door to that closet closed the last time you looked?
Could the wind be alive? Could a house be alive? What if they are? And what if they are friends and don’t like you very much?
But now forget all these silly thoughts and questions. Why don’t you have a nice, hot, relaxing shower. What could possibly go wrong?
Have a happy Halloween!
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Thanks, Charles. Pouring rain and in the thirties here.
ReplyDeleteHeh. Nice. :)
ReplyDeleteVery mood evoking - thanks!
ReplyDeleteYeah... makes you wonder...
ReplyDeleteHappy chills! :-)
Okay, that was creepy. Well done.
ReplyDeleteLove it Charles, well done.
ReplyDeletePatti, then you may not want to hear that our conditions are perfect. :)
ReplyDeleteTom, ;)
Paul, thankee
Vesper, I do enjoy a good chill.
Keith, glad you enjoyed.
David J., I apreciate that, man.
Excellent!
ReplyDeleteWe were told just before we moved into this house that it was haunted. I normally manage to push those thoughts out of my mind, but tonight...
Chris, tonight those thoughts come out on their own, like zombies rising from graves. :)
ReplyDeleteHappy Halloween, Charles!
ReplyDeleteThank you, Charles - yes I will sleep better now.
ReplyDeleteLiving as i live in a place with a name of arabic origin (Medina means "city" in arabic), and havng so many legends about the moors and wars... i'm sure we have this night some ghost of ancients moor warriors wandering the streets.
ReplyDeleteGood "spooky" thoughts for Halloween, Charles, enjoyed it. I need no Halloween to make me hear sounds in the house I'd never heard before.
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ReplyDeleteCharles, I posted my comment twice by mistake, hence the delete.
ReplyDelete. . . and now I think I shall go turn the light on.
ReplyDeleteGreat Halloween post. :)
It's beautiful Charles. Happy Halloween.
ReplyDeleteSage, thankee, man.
ReplyDeleteAlex, then my work here is done.
Deka, sounds like a story that should be told.
Prashant, at times I hear those sounds as well.
Golden Eagle, lol.
Live High, and to you!
Okay. I'm screaming.
ReplyDeletelol... crunch n munch ;)
ReplyDeleteEXCELLENT Micro-fiction!!!
ReplyDeleteMost enjoyable and textural and fun!
Aloha from Waikiki, my Friend
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Just had the song "Night Prowler" zip through my head while reading this.
ReplyDeleteVery, very good.
X. Dell, a pleasant way to pass Halloween.
ReplyDeleteLaughingwolf, indeed. :)
Cloudia, thanks. Glad you enjoyed.
G. B., Love that song. Very creep on its own.
Charles, things do seem to have a certain edge on halloween!
ReplyDeleteJodi, I kind of like it.
ReplyDeleteThat was very good, my friend!
ReplyDeleteBernard, glad you enjoyed.
ReplyDeleteNow that freaked me out. Stop it!
ReplyDeleteAlso a spooky time when your friends seem like tall, windy marionettes.
ReplyDeleteAnd a ghostly Mary Travers singing.
"Where have all the spiders gone..."
Travis Cody, no can do!
ReplyDeleteIvan, the spiders are gathering. I wrote a horror story once upon a time like that.