11 Nov: NovPAD Day 11

old house; beamed ceiling; dining room; inglenook fireplace, AI digital art.

Our Old House on Quarry Road … (or Just Another House)

That old odd house with its settling shadows,
its scrapes and snaps and window rattles,

our odd house that resisted our words and weight.
A house begging for a lifeline, whose misplaced

memories hanging in the attic with winter’s long
black sorrow and wind humming funeral songs.

We made jokes of the noises, told ourselves
little fibs of reason, said it was the ghost of

Dick Turpin and his horse Black Bess, but nobody
explained away that crow-black wiry hair dog sat

by the hearth, and in truth at night I’d fill my lungs,
and count to three. To sleep, at least to dream.


Words: 161. These poems/prose are draft versions, written in participation of Miz Quickly’s prompts (a few words) and Writers’ Digest (Poetic Asides) “Scary” November poem-a-day challenge. The aim: to produce a chapbook for submission. ©Misky 2022 Shared with #amwriting on Twitter. Image is mine created with AI on Midjourney.

21 responses to “11 Nov: NovPAD Day 11”

  1. Beautiful ending Misky
    Was that a childhood home?

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    1. No, we lived there about 20-years ago, when the boys grew up. Our current house is newer and smaller. Not as interesting though.

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      1. Your garden is delightful from the poems you’ve written over the past few months I seem to recall ❤️

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        1. Yes, we enjoy a bit gardening. Fruit and veg, grapevines, fruit trees, and flowers. It’s good fun.

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  2. My thumbs are up, M.

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  3. Love it. Was there really a crow-black wiry hair dog. That could be cool… or scary. Hope you had sweet dreams.

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    1. The dog was real. I saw it a few times. My youngest saw it more often. Our dog saw it all the time, barking frequently at the wall or the fireplace. In all those years, I think I saw it three times.

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      1. That is so interesting. Did it feel creepy or just kinda “oh, hey, little cutie?” I had a friend whose house was “haunted” by a friendly ghost.”

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        1. Gave me a big fright at first. I saw it out of my peripheral vision, and when I turned my head, there it was … and then POOF it was gone. I think what unnerved me more was our own dog barking at the wall (same spot always) in the dining room because she obviously saw something that I couldn’t. I can’t say that I got used to it, but it didn’t frighten me so much after a few years. But human ghosts scare the crap out of me.

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          1. What a scary cool experience. Not that I’m hoping to experience myself.

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  4. “house that resisted our words and weight” – very cool.

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    1. Well, you have to attribute all those creaks and groans to something! LOL.

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  5. Goodness. I love these lines so much:
    “memories hanging in the attic with winter’s long
    black sorrow and wind humming funeral songs.”

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    1. Thank you, De. It was a very, very old house – drafty as all get-out.

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  6. What a grand pic that is! Poem suits it perfectly … or is it the other way around?

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    1. Thanks! Wrote the poem first, then created the image (in this case).

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  7. Great poem Misky! Years ago our dog would go into the corner of the living room, sit looking up and wagging her tail. Bit like when someone would stroke her head! Was very odd.

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    1. Yes, that sounds very familiar. We had an interesting vet in the village who said, when I told him about our dog barking at the wall, … be glad she’s not crying.

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      1. That’s good advice! It was very odd. Lasted a couple of weeks then it was back to normal.

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