A stake at all hallows


By the window she waits,
in song of a teaspoon
stirring her tea,
from the eaves a lament:
the drizzle
a sorrow of wasted tomorrows,

In rustle of leaves
his footfalls approaching

Tonight it’s All Hallows,
she waits for her lover to raise.
She waits for his coldness —
and the stake to his heart.

Tea drinking by  Konstantin Makovsky

Tea drinking by
Konstantin Makovsky


I had to a second 55 for Kerry’s Halloween prompt at toads

October 31, 2015

21 responses to “A stake at all hallows

  1. Oh my! What a contrast, I think. A cold lover? I don’t understand why she would wait for her ‘lover’ (is he really?) to raise. Why not celebrate that he is gone.

  2. I love the double meaning in “stake.” You are so clever. The drizzle (set off on its own line) is my favorite part of the poem. I’ve taken to drinking hot tea since I haven’t been feeling well, so I perceive the drizzle to be honey added to her cup. Not only is it yummy, but it also has healing properties. Perhaps no stake at all will be necessary and she will find all the comfort and protection she needs in her little polka-dotted cup of heated-just-so green tea.

    I think maybe she’s actually closed all the windows, locked the doors, and turned off the lights. She might have even put a note on the front door saying “please do not ring the bell” so that she will not be disturbed, by trick-or-treaters or vampires who may have once claimed to be her lovers. I wonder if perhaps she’s no longer interested in killing anyone, even if their cruelty means they would deserve it.

    I also wonder if she’s put poison in her own cup of tea.

  3. I like the “song of a teaspoon” line. It does make a sweet tinkling. My first impression to the picture was “what is that get-up she’s wearing?!” Maybe high fashion back in those days or perhaps an All Hallow’s Eve costume? She also seems to be a cool little lady who’s waiting for her dead-cold lover to come knocking so she can deliver a stake to his heart. Hmm…

  4. This is really great, Björn. I love the way you set up the woman’s waiting in the beginning. I also enjoy to see how a poem grew from a comment on another poem – such a wonderful creative environment.

  5. Very ominous and brooding feel to this, Bjorn, most suitable for the other side of All Hallows, the terror of the dead–yet your protagonist seems calm and powerful, totally in control–and I love the song of the stirring tea.

  6. I also love the song of the stirring tea, and the idea of the wasted tomorrows–so sad that they are already wasted and haven’t yet been, yet we all know how that feels. Thanks. k.

  7. Sounds like she’s waiting for a vampire. It also sounds like she’s fired someone to finish him off. Children are fascinated by vampires. My son dressed as Count Dracula one Halloween. Well done, Bjorn. 🙂

  8. This is another one of your pieces that, to my mind, would lend itself well to a monotone chant – speeding towards the last dark stanza … like a song of sirens that lures unsuspecting souls to their doom.

I try to reciprocate all comments. If you want me to visit a particular post, please direct me directly to that post.

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s