My Ghosts


I’ve been thinking a lot about ghosts and I’ve been thinking a lot about what it is like to be haunted. Is it a good thing? A bad thing? Are ghosts just the Muses playing a little Trick or Treat on us?

I haven’t figured that out yet.

In that Spirit ( see what I did there? )  I chose this quote from Steinbeck’s novella ” Tortilla Flat and some very lovely and haunting artwork by Vincent Van Gogh- a truly haunted soul if there ever was one, for today’s One Liner Wednesday.


Vincent van Gogh

“Ghosts could walk freely tonight, without fear of the disbelief of men; for this night was haunted, and it would be an insensitive man who did not know it.”
― John Steinbeck, Tortilla Flat

Vincent van Gogh

For Linda G Hill’s One Liner Wednesday

Alfreda’s House

PROMPTUARIUM Prompt: I Remember

Andrew Wyeth

I remember

Alfreda’s  house around the corner from where I lived

it was full of dusty people

and unmade beds

watery shadows

trapped in dirty windows

that looked out over a field

where a scarecrow had  a blanket covered with

Chrysanthemums and the white Carnations

draped over it’s head.


The scarecrow in Alfreda’s field

waited for the birds to come back

but they never did.


It was a shame because

that scarecrow was very

hungry and the days in that field

never came

but the night always did and sometimes

I thought I saw the Scarecrow  turn it’s head towards the house

and sometimes I thought I heard

all of the doors in Alfreda’s house

slam shut  with rusty terrified screams.