#NaPoWriMo Day 22/Tale Weavers: Poem – Blitz – “The Thirteenth Hour (Dim of Chase)” #poetry #amwriting #TaleWeavers #MLMM


For NaPoWriMo Day 22 the Prompt is: ” to take one of the following statements of something impossible, and then write a poem in which the impossible thing happens: ‘The clock can’t strike thirteen.‘”

I’m combining with Michael from MindLoveMisery’s Menagerie Tale Weaver Prompt #166 on the theme of “exploring the sensations of being lost, not knowing where you are and realizing you are wandering aimlessly. How and/or who do you ask for help?”


Credit: Mara Eastern. Used with Permission for MindLoveMisery’s Menagerie.


The clock can’t strike thirteen

Thirteens the witching hour dim

Dim as the black soundless night

Dim as every street’s the same

Same as the last and same as the next

Same figures leering in an unfathomable maze

Maze where I don’t know where here is

Maze where each turn is the wrong way

Way down cobblestone paths

Way down roads with naught but silence

Silence without comfort

Silence that hastens quivering

Quivering and deciding to go back

Quivering as I wander in circles

Circles towards the same stuccoed shops

Circles to windows with signs reading, “Closed”

Closed as midnight has long passed chimed

Closed no matter my banging on houses

Houses red-bricked, idyllic in day

House white-fenced unhearing of strangers

Strangers as I, but I am no harm

Strangers as they who follow and whisper

Whisper that I’m lost and cannot escape

Whisper of this hours unholiness

Unholiness as the demons mock my steps

Unholiness as the graveyard headstones crack

Crack as stones splits with moaning

Crack as hands reach, bloodied and fragile

Fragile as my skin sweating and chilled

Fragile as heels broken — left in bare-feet

Bare-feet blackened from putrid streets

Bare-feet cut by pebbles with each step

Step here, step there, no where leads home

Step into the inescapable hour trapped

Trapped as the chants drew me far

Trapped as I bewitched scampered

Scampered away from the party’s delights

Scampered into the sudden mist further

Further into the labyrinth, a sweet dream in daylight

Further into the hour my grandmother warned

Warned of those of dark intent who wander

Warned of the hour so few remember

Remember the creatures who frighten

Remember the creatures who chase

Chase in the thirteenth hour’s delusions

Chase me, knowing I knew better

Better despite my heart’s rapid fluttering

Delusions fade, a light burns — the wicked-hour passes


©Mandibelle16. (2018) All Rights Reserved.

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6 thoughts on “#NaPoWriMo Day 22/Tale Weavers: Poem – Blitz – “The Thirteenth Hour (Dim of Chase)” #poetry #amwriting #TaleWeavers #MLMM

  1. Michael April 28, 2018 / 3:24 pm

    A great piece Mandi, you have captured the sense of lost and frustrated so very well along with that notion when it happens our minds drift to things we think could be there, demons, shadows and every other thing we fear. Thanks for adding to the tale weaver.

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    • mandibelle16 April 28, 2018 / 3:38 pm

      Thanks Michael. Yes I think her mind does very much wander, along with thinking back to her superstitious grandmother’s words. Have a wonderful
      Weekend 🙂

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  2. clcouch123 April 29, 2018 / 8:35 pm

    Maze where I don’t know where here is

    Silence that hastens quivering

    Bare-feet cut by pebbles with each step

    These lines really grabbed me, Amanda. The first one for its honesty, the second for its emotion, the third one for being visceral. This is great work! I’m really drawn in toward the actions, sensations, and reactions.

    Tomorrow (30 April), by the way, is Witches’ Night. Walpurgisnacht. I’m not sure how it was celebrated and if it is, anymore.

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    • mandibelle16 April 29, 2018 / 8:46 pm

      Thanks Christopher. I’m glad you enjoyed. That’s good that’s the showing parts 🙂 Witches night . I guess some somewhere might? This woman my poem is about reminds me more of the woman from Outlander, the show, who goes from 1920’s in Scotland, after WWI ends, and finds herself in the Scottish highlands in the mid to late 1700’s. she enters through these ruins. It’s on Netflix. You might like, I don’t know 🙂 Thanks again.

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      • clcouch123 April 29, 2018 / 8:55 pm

        I appreciate the recommendation. I’ve heard about the series, and friends arranged Netflix for me. So I should watch! I did catch an episode of the reboot of Lost in Space. Kinda fun. Have a great week!

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