Wednesday, October 28, 2009

Theme Thursday: Halloween

Nobody comes to our house on Halloween.

Staring out the bay window, my shadow breaks the warm glow that pierces the inky black stain of night laying across the hill. In the distance, headlights swim the roads like a river, carrying souls, wrapped in masquerade, to haunt the houses down each lane. Splaying my hand, reaching for them, vibrations of long skeletal fingers on leafless limbs rake back against mine through the glass.

Nobody comes to our house on Halloween.

Moonlight shimmers off the gravel road winding up the hill, disappearing behind the murk of the family cemetery, where shadows deepen, sucking all the light into the black hole of lost souls. Two graves lay open, mouths waiting to be fed any who trespass. We found a boy there once, huddled against the cold breath of death at the bottom of the concrete sarcophagus, where he fell during my birthday party.

Nobody comes to our house on Halloween.

Woods surrounding the hill, erupt with the rattle of old bones, trees rubbing against each other, we lie to ourselves. Babies cries scream hard on the night wind, it must be cats, we try to believe. Hearts beat staccato, slow tongue of terror worming up the spine, as a figure passes between the solemn rows of names chiseled in stone, finding its home then winks out of sight.

Nobody comes to our house on Halloween.

Voices beckon from empty rooms, thumps against the closet door, footsteps running down the floor. All Hallows Eve, the one night when the ghosts don't seem real, comes and goes as the lights go out.

Nobody comes to our house on Halloween, but they are always there.



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70 comments:

Jasmine said...

Chilling :) Your use of imagery is superb.

Brian Miller said...

yeah, the old hill i grew up on was filled with vivid imagery...and a few frightful nights...

AngelMay said...

The "rattle of old bones" BRRRRR. Loved it, Brian.

Betsy said...

I can't imagine falling in a hole in a cemetery during a birthday party...yikes!

darsden said...

He he HEEEEEEE

Ronda Laveen said...

No one comes to our house on Halloween either.we have a big old house and not many little ones around. No cemetery though. Oh well, more candy for us!

Skip Simpson said...

Man oh man!!! When I was reading that, my "inner voice" sounded like Vincent Price!!! Great take, and Happy TT!

Stacy (the Random Cool Chick) said...

Like Jasmine said - 'Chilling'...

Loved it! :)

Mama Zen said...

Oh, I love this!

Kate Hanley said...

I love Skip's comment. Really liked this one. The description wasn't of the normal Halloween kind, very creepy. And, by the way, loved the meatloaf story as well. Very beautiful. Actually, it was fun to read them one after the other since they are both very opposite emotions. Cheers!

kys said...

Spooky! Very good - totally different from your last post. You have a great range!

rxBambi said...

great story and really wonderful imagery. You're pretty darn amazing...and spooky...

smiles4u said...

I love the images that your words bring to mind. We don't as many trick or treaters anymore. When the weather is nice we get more. When it's cold or raining(or snowing)or both, we just get a few.

otin said...

Brian! I love the imagery, but I am puzzled by something?

"Splaying my hand, reaching for them, vibrations of long skeletal fingers on leafless limbs rake back against mine through the glass."

are you a ghost, telling this story??

willow said...

Why are closets SO scary?!

otin said...

I must be stupid tonight! I get it LOL!

Green-Eyed Momster said...

I'm glad that I read this at night. I love a spooky story! Thanks Brian!

Hit 40 said...

I love this week's theme! I will have to go back and read them all this weekend. Great halloween poem!!

Ekanthapadhikan said...

Oh! That was rather a chilly-reading! The images that you've painted with your words are so vivid!

staceyjwarner said...

oh very good...very spooky...especially about the boy who fell at the birthday party...

much love

Pat said...

Bone chilling. Yowser! A tale to tell around a campfire!

Kathleen said...

Shiver me timbers!

Meeko Fabulous said...

That was just bad ass! I totally got the willies and had to grab a blankie to sit with while I read this post! Doesn't help I'm a big wuss. Thankfully there weren't any werewolves in it! Oh crap . . . There I go . . .

Pseudonymous High School Teacher said...

Wow. Haunting.

Midlife Jobhunter said...

Geez! Glad I read that right before bed.

The Silver Fox said...

Eerie! Well told, as always.

booksandacupofcoffee said...

Hi! Brian,
Very eerie, bone chilling post...I agree with Willow's sister Betsy...Yikes!
When it comes to what happened to the little kid falling into an open grave.

Thanks, for sharing a very vivid Halloween memory with the Thursday Theme group!
Take Care!
DeeDee ;-D

gaelikaa said...

Great stufff!

Alix said...

Maybe a few geraniums and a new mailbox?

That was creepy, Brian. Creepy in the most wonderful way! Especially this...

"...slow tongue of terror worming up the spine..."

Dr.John said...

Now that is one good Halloween story or the start of one.
Thanks for your comment on my blog.

Daniel said...

Look at it this way, if nobody comes to your house on Halloween, that just means more candy for you! Ahh, there is a good side.

Jill said...

A bit freaky as I have a mental image of WHAT this house LOOKS LIKE! Although it may be quite typical looking by day...at night when the shadows fall and things move unexpectedly...well...I have a creative imagination! ;)

Valerie said...

Oooo Brian, rattle of old bones.... you almost convinced this old established sceptic. No-one comes to our house on Halloween either... grins

JGH said...

Creeeeeeeepy, Brian. But so vivid. I'll read it to my kids tonight....

Ocean Girl said...

I wish I could write like this..it is like reading a movie.

Brian, did you go to a special school to learn to write this awesome?

Brian Miller said...

i attribute it to great high school english teacher...my degree is actually in criminal justice/psychology/sociology/special education...go figure...i read a lot...and i got great friends who write amazing as well...

TechnoBabe said...

The house we live in is on a cul-de-sac and a large cemetery along the back side of our houses. You would think this would be a great help with the Halloween "spirit" in our neighborhood!

Candie Bracci said...

wow!that was creepy!I definitely don't want to come!lol

kberman said...

You are an amazing writer. I hope you are writing for a living. There are many outlets available for freelance writing.

But I still think that a writer is better off writing something s/he is passionate about and offering it as an ebook.

You have such a large following that I think offering an ebook on your blog will bring you buyers.

How about an ebook with writings reflecting different moods?

Love, Kathy kathyberman.com.

Dulce said...

Sppoky and amazing.. i love the line 'Nobody comes to our house on Halloween.' well thank GOD they do not!

Gaston Studio said...

Seriously spooky and so well done.

R.J. Edwards said...

I wouldn't come to your house on Halloween either. Nuh uh, I'm chicken.

buffalodick said...

They won't be coming to my house this year- first time in years, we won't be home! Usually get 50-70 kids!

Kathy's Klothesline said...

Love it! Needs to be read with some creepy background noises by candlelight..... or next to a campfire in the woods.....

Wings said...

Creepy!

Happy Halloween!

Nessa said...

Very atmospheric and perfect for the holiday. The ghost is our house just likes to hang out by the frig.

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Poetikat said...

Ooh! Very scary! (Count me as one of those who won't be coming either.)

JeffScape said...

It's probably because you're scary.

Crystal Jigsaw said...

Sounds a bit like my house...!!

CJ xx

Dreamhaven said...

wow, that was rally intense. Excellent story. I revised my post a little bit and added a poem. Check it out if you have the time.

Rose Marie Raccioppi said...

"Nobody comes to our house on Halloween, but they are always there."

So well encapsulated - all that was, ever is... great words at play!

e said...

Stunning imagery, Brian. I ahope your boys and you and your wife enjoy Halloween.

Did the boys enjoy making their costumes?

Leah said...

"...vibrations of long skeletal fingers on leafless limbs rake back against mine through the glass..."

this is a really well-written piece, Brian. I thoroughly enjoyed it.

Kay said...

wow...love the last line and that Brillant mind of yours!

Cheffie-Mom said...

S-P-O-O-K-Y!! Happy Halloween!!

Travel & Dive Girl said...

Very cool theme this week. I love being scared - in a good kind of way.

Pat @ Mille Fiori Favoriti said...

A perfectly chilling tale -- I thoroughly enjoyed it!

Baino said...

Wow look at your comments all these chillseekers!

VE said...

Great imagery... as always. I grew up with a cemetary very close too.

TheWordWire said...

I heard organ music in the background as I read that. Spooky. Great post!

Brian Miller said...

e, most definitely...we wrapped up the pirate outfit today. will post some pics saturday or sunday!

Tom said...

boo! that was excellent! really really!

Brian Miller said...

yikes tom, you scared me...lol.

California Girl said...

You mentioned this in your comment on my post. "nobody comes to our house on Halloween". It sounded wistful in the comment but it sounds scary now.

Kulio said...

Creepy!!!

Nice refrain, too.

blueviolet said...

I could picture that, hear that, and feel that! Awesome!

I Wonder Wye said...

Oh..I Iove spooky..ghost stories all week on my blog...and the poem about the young prostitutes was heart-breaking......and well written.....

...mmm... said...

I feel for that boy stuc in the grave!!

Very moody piece here. nicely done as always.

Happy ween. No one come to my place either I think--well, I don;t know but will find out. I;'m rather hoping they don;t in fact. Not really into the gore end of things honestly.

Darn it, wish i hadn't missed TT though. Completely escaped me. I've been sick and recovering from food poisoning I think.

tony said...

Pity To Poor Postman!

Goofball said...

I wouldn't dare to go trick or treating over there either!