E-Verse Radio
  • About
    • Disclaimer
    • Videos
    • Subscribe
  • Ernest Hilbert’s Books

“Haunted House” by E. A. Robinson

By Ernest Hilbert • October 30, 2017 • E-Verse Universe

Here was a place where none would ever come
For shelter, save as we did from the rain.
We saw no ghost, yet once outside again
Each wondered why the other should be dumb;
For we had fronted nothing worse than gloom
And ruin, and to our vision it was plain
Where thrift, outshivering fear, had let remain
Some chairs that were like skeletons of home.

There were no trackless footsteps on the floor
Above us, and there were no sounds elsewhere.
But there was more than sound; and there was more
Than just an axe that once was in the air
Between us and the chimney, long before
Our time. So townsmen said who found her there.

Print Friendly, PDF & Email

Comments

comments

arlingtone.a. robinsonedwinEdwin Arlington Robinsonhalloweenhauntedhousepoemrobinsonscary
Tweet
0
Ernest Hilbert Reviews Paperbacks from Hell for the Washington Post

No Comments

    Leave a Reply

    This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.

    "Dream of Dying" by Thomas Lovell Beddoes

    About the Author

    ernest@everseradio.com'

    Ernest Hilbert

    Ernest Hilbert is founder of E-Verse Radio.

    Search E-Verse

    Subscribe to E-Verse

    Get new posts by email:

    Follow Along

    Videos

    Audio

    Facebook Twitter Soundcloud Youtube RSS

    Made with in Philly

    © 2018 E-Verse Radio All rights reserved.