Thursday, October 31, 2013

Happy Halloween!

THE GHOST HOUSE - by Robert Frost

DWELL in a lonely house I know
That vanished many a summer ago,
  And left no trace but the cellar walls,
  And a cellar in which the daylight falls,
And the purple-stemmed wild raspberries grow.        5
O’er ruined fences the grape-vines shield
The woods come back to the mowing field;
  The orchard tree has grown one copse
  Of new wood and old where the woodpecker chops;
The footpath down to the well is healed.        10
I dwell with a strangely aching heart
In that vanished abode there far apart
  On that disused and forgotten road
  That has no dust-bath now for the toad.
Night comes; the black bats tumble and dart;        15
The whippoorwill is coming to shout
And hush and cluck and flutter about:
  I hear him begin far enough away
  Full many a time to say his say
Before he arrives to say it out.        20
It is under the small, dim, summer star.
I know not who these mute folk are
  Who share the unlit place with me—
  Those stones out under the low-limbed tree
Doubtless bear names that the mosses mar.        25
They are tireless folk, but slow and sad,
Though two, close-keeping, are lass and lad,—
  With none among them that ever sings,
  And yet, in view of how many things,
As sweet companions as might be had.        30
If you find yourself in an old house tonight, sleep with one eye open!  
Happy Halloween 

(the pictures are from the boys photo competition - more to come on that another day)


  1. I wake up to that and I'm swearing off Hot Tamales forever!

  2. What a beautiful poem.....the dolll....not so much lol.

  3. So so good Bay Girl, have a Happy and Haunted Halloween.

  4. I'd hide under the bed, or something....

  5. OK that you for sufficiently creeping me out with those doll pictures!!!

  6. The poem is good, the doll is most definitely evil...
    Hope you had a good Halloween!