This poem was inspired by this short animation that tomohouse submitted called "House In The Woods". I thought it was a neat little short that had a lot of potential and immediately got to writing this short poem down while watching. I hear ambient sounds. Maybe some wind FX. Perhaps some gentle music accompaniment. More animations. I think this is a pretty nice blank canvas to work with, I look foward to all your future contributions.

The House On Hickory Hill
By Visitor

The night was quiet, save for the the windy riot
that brought in an ominous chill

Aptly dressed for this tale I express
of the House on Hickory Hill.

The insides were bare, a portrait of the pair
was the only remnant left to extol.

And other than that only ants and small rats
but besides them no living soul.

But living aside, still a soul sat inside;
a young ghost awaiting his favorite fun.

He awoke from his sleep just to get in a peep
of night's fading and day's rising sun.