Written for: Poets United Midweek Motif~A Million Years Howl When Voices Whisper Among The Trees (posted by Sanaa)
There is an indescribable feeling near the end of October that grows loud, so much so that the sounds surrounding it are muted and are dipped in shades of monochrome.
All Hallows Eve is a holiday that is celebrated in several countries on 31st October. The holiday includes activities such as trick or treating, attending costume parties, decorating, carving pumpkins into jack o lanterns, lighting bonfires, apple bobbing and divination games.
What’s interesting is that around the same time on November 1st ‘Dias de los Muertos’ i.e. The Day of the Dead is celebrated in central and southern Mexico. Though the holiday coincides with a Catholic holiday known as All Souls & All Saints Day, indigenous people have combined this their own beliefs.
It’s a way for them to visit with family who have passed on to a better world and give them gifts. In some cultures a skull is a symbol of death as well as rebirth; a different way of looking at death which is what Halloween is all about.
“People do not die for us immediately, but remain bathed in a sort of aura of life which bears no relation to true immortality but through which they continue to occupy our thoughts in the same way as when they were alive. It is as though they were traveling abroad.” ~ Marcel Proust
So, for Midweek Motif today, I invite you to write poetry and offer the following two options:
1) Write a poem inspired by ghost stories, popular myths or legends that you might have heard or narrated over the years. Feel free to address what sends chills down your spine.
2) Or, if your muse prefers something different, write a poem about remembrance in the spirit of ‘Dias de los Muertos’ i.e. The Day of the Dead. Let us honor our loved ones.
Walk through a cemetery
at night? Not since
fright I experienced
when I saw “Carrie”.
Dead hand reaches up
out of the ground,
and grabs a girl’s
ankle. Blood, blood,
blood–pig’s or otherwise–
squeezes my stomach
into knots of nausea.
You do not need to read
a ghost story or even
see a movie. Just peruse
Brothers Grimm collection
of tales for children.
Now that’s a fright a