Listen and Ye Shall Hear . . .

‘Tis scared she’d been,
two hundred years ago.
He’d locked her away
in the family mausoleum,
she crying to be free.
Abandoned, starved,
she suffered a godforsaken death.
Her curdling wails still heard
in howling winds on stormy nights
at Charter Street Burial Ground.

Written for Quadrille Monday at dVerse, the virtual pub for poets around the globe. Today De asks us to use the word “scare” or a form of the word, in a poem of exactly 44 words, sans title.

Photo was taken a number of years ago when we visited the Dissidents’ Cemetery in Valparaiso, Chile. Image is of a lock on a mausoleum, obviously not opened in many many years.

Also note: the Charter Street Cemetery is Salem, Massachusetts’ oldest cemetery, founded in 1637. Salem is of course, the home of the Salem Witch Trials of 1692.