Midnight Snack, 1984, by Curtis Wilson Cost
on rye bread
a day old, we prepare smoked ham,
slices of tomatoes, cheese and lettuce leaves
with 2 pop cans and bag of chips,
we have the forest around us, leaning to hear
each word, each story of lingering souls
its midnight
we are hungry for the wind to keel and
make our knees tremble with fright
here in Grandma's creaking house
Posted for The Mag - 139
Thanks for the visit ~
nice...midnite...an interesting time for a bit of a picnic...but....we used to have quite a bit of fun at gramma's house....and hers was secluded much like this picture...
ReplyDeleteBeautifully eerie.
ReplyDeleteI really like that 2nd stanza
ReplyDeleteThe barest of cupboard, the forest leaning in to hear.
And the simple lines~
It's midnight
In grandma's creaking house
Have a great sunday, Grace
A lovely poetic share in itself ~ Thanks Rick and have a great Sunday ~
Deletelovely images you gave here...x
ReplyDeleteWell done with a taste of childhood.
ReplyDeleteNice portrait of reminiscence. Loved that crafting:)
ReplyDeleteHaha... you and I had similar thoughts on the house noises. Lovely read Grace.
ReplyDeleteI love the evocative feel of the wind keeling...
ReplyDeleteLove the playful mood of this piece ... who hasn't giggled through a late night snack attack with a pal and spooked each other with a ghost story or a poke and a "what's that noise?" ? Love it!
ReplyDeleteoh yes- I have been there too.
ReplyDeleteYou always write the best food descriptions.
ReplyDeleteI love this: "its midnight
we are hungry for the wind to keel"
A haunted house perhaps :-)
ReplyDeleteSounds like a wonderful place to be!
ReplyDeleteSnack and ghost stories at Grandma's what could be better? :o)
ReplyDeleteI love "we are hungry for the wind to keel and make our knees tremble with fright...'
ReplyDeleteBeautiful... atmospheric... neat for October too.
LOve the picture Grace: alot!
ReplyDeleteand this" slices of tomatoes, cheese and lettuce leaves"
love it! xo
Off to grandma's house we go, for some junk food and some scary story flow, nicely told.
ReplyDeleteYes, my grandparents house was definitely creaky! It made for some awesome ghost stories between my cousins and I.
ReplyDeleteA healthy snack, I must say! Well, apart from the chips, perhaps...I remember one night in war time, my cousin came to stay and she, my Mum and I ended up with beans on toast at midnight, after they talked about all kinds of food no longer available, thanks to the war. The talk made even me hungry, and I had no memory of 'before the war' goodies. LOL
ReplyDeleteLovely writing, Grace. I can picture this warm scene. I chuckled when I heard you say 'pop.' In my area we say 'pop' too, but in so many areas if a person would say it they would get strange inquisitive looks!!
ReplyDeletesuch delight ,my dear, now I wanna go there :)
ReplyDeleteloved this...........
ReplyDeleteI like the simple concrete images. As a writer I once knew used to say,"You must lay the concrete foundation before you try to build abstraction".
ReplyDeleteWhat can I say ... this is going to be one of my favorites!!
ReplyDeleteFamiliar food can be so comforting - especially in a creaking house at midnight! An enjoyaable word picture.
ReplyDeleteLove this Grace--great take! Excellent piece.
ReplyDeletelove it!
ReplyDeleteJJRod'z
u huh! Knowing we are safe, surrounded by guardians, we can play at fright, hungry for adventure. Love it!
ReplyDeletecreepy
ReplyDeleteAh very Blair Witch, heaven, but Your Granny will protect you !
ReplyDeleteBeing at grandma's is such a fun thing. Never mind it involves deprivations of some kind. But the experience lingers on in memory. I can relate to this Heaven!
ReplyDeleteHank
Creepy indeed. Perfect!!!!!
ReplyDeletescary fun at grandma's after filling one's stomach. ;-)
ReplyDeleteOh the memories of Grandma's creeking house....I guess many of us have them....love this Grace!! :-)
ReplyDeleteIs Grandma there phyically or in spirit form? Interesting!
ReplyDeleteGrace,Your words have a coziness, and a tender look ...it eaves me smiling.
ReplyDeletePerfect combination of fun and fear, which is just what a child would feel at that time of night having a midnight snack in the wilderness.
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Food does always make the scary more fun! Lovely images of a remembered past.
ReplyDeleteA sensual visit to Grandma's house, what could be better? I love the creakiness, the smoky ham and the trembling. This is so expressive, with a vivid autumnal flair. Thank you for sharing, Grace. =D
ReplyDeleteOh no! I wonder what they'll discover at midnight in Grandma's creaky house?
ReplyDeleteI remember those times when some older family members would have a little game of spirit of the glass... there was no electricity yet then in our place and my grandmother's house had wide-open windows that opened to the dark night, the wind was blowing, the winds were rustling, and everybody was nervously excited...
I am not inspired, somehow.
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