Tuesday Scribes – In Marlow

A Haibun for this week’s prompt at Tuesday Scribes.


“It’s a lovely little town, these days, but it wasn’t always so. They used to have a haunting problem. Every night, at about midnight, the High Street would fill with phantoms and spirits. They’d overrun the town till dawn, wreaking havoc, causing mayhem. Residents stayed inside, doors locked, sashes shut tight, curtains drawn. Few were brave enough to venture outdoors and those that did – usually didn’t return.

“The population dwindled till there was more spectres out at night than was good folk during the day. The village, like to’ve died. It’s coming back these days.”

There’s a churchyard that’s
by the bridge, o’er the river.
The gate’s kept locked now.


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6 thoughts on “Tuesday Scribes – In Marlow

      • It is your use of the word, “sash,” that brings it to mind:
        Away to the window I flew like a flash,
        Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash.

        to which I always reply, “bad clams,” as an aside that I think, since childhood, is appropriate, because there needs to be an explanation as to why, in the middle of a charming poem, one is otherwise compelled to barf. 😉

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