A Haunting At Stony Brook Mill

Poem by: palewriter

Summary

Roses are red, a cross is a square
At graveyard gates, you best beware. This poem has been revised as of August 31, 2012.

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Submitted: February 13, 2011

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Submitted: February 13, 2011

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The haunting of Stony Brook Mill.

Stony Brook Mill 1912
Somewhere U.S.A.

Roses are red, a cross is a square
At graveyard gates, you best beware.
--Old Stony Brook saying.

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Her skin was soft and fair
Her age was all of nine
Blue eyes and pony tails
Made her look divine.
~~
She'd walk a footpath trail
Beside the graveyard gate
With mother hand-in-hand
And older sister Kate.
~~
One Summer's day in June
Her mom recalled the most
Said little Chelsea meed:
"I think that man's a ghost!"
~~
Gazing toward the graves
Beneath a maple tree
A roughish man in black
Softly waved with glee.
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"He's calling out my name,"
Did little Chelsea groan
But mother never heard
And walked the children home.
~~
As though within a trance
Or some odd placid state
A manner overtook her
Changing Chelsea's fate.
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Time and time thereafter,
Did Chelsea
sing this song:
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"By the graveyard's tree
A man in black walked by.
While standing at my windowsill
I heard his lullaby."

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Then one dreadful day
Outside the church was found
Chelsea's limp pale figure
Lying on the ground.
~~
Two marks upon her neck
Were parallel and deep
Her blood was all but drained
Securing a deadly sleep.
~~
The locals searched the grounds
For any clue or trace
When suddenly a shout
"There's blood upon his face!"
~~
There in the church's basement
Behind the casks of wine
They found a fair-skinned man
In a casket made of pine.
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In anger and in haste
All at once they knew
Kill him dead or else
Each child in town is through.
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A stake was quickly made
And driven through his heart
A haunting deadly deed
In which each played a part.
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But the following day was grim
As mourners passed to see
An angel dressed in white
They knew as Chelsea meed.
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Throughout the many years
As grief's tears finally dried
Her older sister Kate
Became a blushing bride.
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A daughter then was born
She proudly named Susanne
Whose bond with Kate was strong
While walking hand-in-hand.

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But time and time again
Susanne
Would chant a song:
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"By the graveyard's tree
A girl in black walked by.
While standing at my windowsill
I heard her lullaby."


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A Haunting At Stony Brook Mill

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Roses are red, a cross is a square
At graveyard gates, you best beware. This poem has been revised as of August 31, 2012.
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