The Haunting

something lerking and formidable

The Haunting

 

 

The house, the path, the children, the cage…

Needless, the witch

Fearful, of a rocking chair.

Never knowing if it will haunt me again

+------Miki(e)angelo

Reviews

[Richard William Mueller..]

I get this sense that it might very well be a fear of settling down. Even into an older age, when there's the expectation of conformity to a plan (build your career, buy a house, have kids, etc and onwards), one can't simply lie still while the world and the spoils within pass by their porch window. Hell, even people who have dipped their toe in the waters tend to pull it out and retrace their steps towards the feelings they held once upon a time in their prime, just to perhaps find that their body or even, perhaps, the people that surround them impede them from grasping those memories. Nice, short read.

[knighngale]

thank you hon, it's really about a rocking chair, and there is no one in it. it rocks, and won't stop rocking, LOL but I love your interpretation, love --mishel

[Just Kim]

I enjoyed this, very entertaining

[Betty Hermelee]

I feel as if these things are now haunting you as you age and can reflect upon it. This must have been frightening to you as a child, and you can barley think about it now. Is the rocking chair empty because that person is now deceased? and nobody wants to sit on it because it is haunted??
Best, B

[lightsong]

Few lines, few words... and already You wrote a whole story setting the mind to go to your "horror" places :> this is so good my friend.

[Dave Brown]

and could that be before you have even sat in it?
Never trust a rocking chair with evil intensions

[knighngale]

hellos, dear, thank you for reading, yes very brooding, :D KnighnGale

[Coyote Poetry]

Very nice use of words. A complete scary tale. Now we need a part two my friend. I liked old houses, haunted by things not gone. Thank you for sharing the entertaining poetry.
Coyote

[knighngale]

Thank you so much Cayote. I like to write poems, then make them into short stories. Then begin a saga. :F Weird, I know. Maybe you should write me one, LOL, I dare ya, --KnighnGale

[Coyote Poetry]

Maybe I can. I started writing Halloween tale two years ago. You are welcome, dear poet.

[knighngale]

oh my Goodness, post it, hon, I really look forward in reading it, if you post, don't mean to haste, ya know, LOL :D ---KnighnGale

[Coyote Poetry]

They are posted my friend. Halloween is cool. Allow us to escape to unknown place.

[knighngale]

okay, hon, will check tonight, :D --maynard

[Ken Simm.]

This feel like a pure single frisson of fear with so many different layers. About the past, the future and the worries all that entails. encapsulated. Gave me a shiver anyway and I like it.

[knighngale]

thank you Ken, glad you liked it, I like to horryfy others, :D

[William Michael Reeves]

This was interesting to start reading you. My thought is the witch is grandma resisting the march of time that has brought her to that station. Pulled to the chair by age knowing it will become a cage. At war with my brain are your words in a rage! I will read on...

Bill

[knighngale]

hellos, William! Thank you for your imaginative words. You read both M and H. Love it! Love, --mishel

[Cherrie]

...and still - I see it's rocking...
Okay that chair is going in the attic

[Neville]

ooh err .... spooky or what ................................................. N :)

[knighngale]

glad it spooked you Neville, :D

[Neville]

................................ N is now :) ing BIG

[John the Baptist]

Has the sound of a case of PTSD. Could be a memory of a police officer who in the course of his duties came upon a scene that imprinted itself forever upon his memory.

[knighngale]

your so funny honey, but I still capture you, :D