Cemeteries/Graveyards.

chadwick

The hole embraces the box

An evaporated sunset casts only hallow vague moon shadows this night
Roosting owls are in the nearby distance of several great oaks and cedar trees
Fireflies are sprinkled through the night air
They are the only peaceful energy that lingers here, the only beauty
Stars are rare and empty
Black consumes the sky and down to this place of underground rest
Unlived wrought-iron closes in
Cathedral bells centuries old still ring but never seen
Beyond the bells that toll are vacant eyes from grayed out images
Hovering, a wind like object bends open to be seen and felt
This is loneliness at its best
Where do they go, where are they from
Working are lanterns swaying through the night
Some carry shovels and pickaxes for the digging of yet another passing
Oh those crying owls again, they feel and fill silent tears
Becoming vacant are not only the diminishing gardens but the soon to be breathless
And yet granite carvings are brilliant talent singing under such conditions of gloom
This song matches note for note from that of the great owls’ musical contract with the night
Figures, three of them in blackened cloaks encircle for vigilance
These are the worker of the hole

geishagrrl

beebalmdancer wrote:

I couldn't get that last link of this, so I did a search and found this:


http://members.aol.com/_ht_a/ndpink/gracie.htm

Look at her little nose in the last picture -- somehow it got broken -- I hope they fix it, since they have the picture of the statue when it was there it shouldn't be too hard to do.

Pulaski House became a SCAD girls dorm. I had a friend back at school who had said Gracie was often heard dancing in the hallway and that she would mess with the televisions and video games. Apparently if you said,"Please stop it, Gracie" the electronics would go back to normal or the tap dancing noises would go away.

chiquimonkey

chadwick yeah it can be an awesome thing to pick up on stuff, until it makes ya all queasy lol

failedpersephone wrote:

Was it Don Luis Antonio Arguello???

he was the first gov of California under Mexican rule...I think he was the ONLY one...he was cursed for selling out the other Californios to the Americans. I think it might be a result of that. Cursed soul and all.

I am sensitive to stuff too - I can totally empathize with you - it sucks. heart hurts, and you get dizzy nauseous...and prickly.

hmm i'm not sure, i don't remember the name, i ran outta there once i thought i was gonna hurl haha that's interesting info though. i was just telling some friends about this experience a couple weeks ago, and how i was thinking of going back to visit. i'll go see, i'm curious if i'd have the same reaction or not.

and yeah it's all that you described, it's a weird sensation for sure!

Cree Nations

I live by two older ones, not too close but kinda. Never thought or felt anything bad from them.

weed

my story :

nothing special but it sure did scare the fuck outta me

way back in 1983
after hearing rumors
of a "pot patch"
growing near a certain cemetery
I went to check it out
(with every intension of stealing it)
anyway ...
it was so grown up
that you couldn't see any
stones or markers
so I started to question
if I was in the right place or not
that was til I tripped over one :
it was the grave of a little boy
that had died
on the same day
I was born
3/6/66


are graveyards and cemeteries
open to everyone ?
there are a few around here
that I would like to check out
but it looks like you'd have to
walk across other peoples land
to get to them
thats all I need is for someone
to come out yelling
"what the fuck are you doing ?"

chadwick

weed wrote:

my story :

nothing special but it sure did scare the fuck outta me

way back in 1983
after hearing rumors
of a "pot patch"
growing near a certain cemetery
I went to check it out
(with every intension of stealing it)
anyway ...
it was so grown up
that you couldn't see any
stones or markers
so I started to question
if I was in the right place or not
that was til I tripped over one :
it was the grave of a little boy
that had died
on the same day
I was born
3/6/66


are graveyards and cemeteries
open to everyone ?
there are a few around here
that I would like to check out
but it looks like you'd have to
walk across other peoples land
to get to them
thats all I need is for someone
to come out yelling
"what the fuck are you doing ?"

do it anyways
you're not hurtin a thing
you are merely on a lil day journey

btw, i love your story & it is quite interesting to say the least
it means something that you had that experience
that is awesome
nice work miss pot searching graveyard lady tombstone tripper

Fahka

geishagrrl wrote:

Yeah, the one on Oglethorpe. Though I thought it was older than the Civil War because they had to remove the grave markers on the graves during the war so the Northern troops wouldn't desecrate the graves. When I was there many of the gravestones were no longer on the graves but lined up along the back wall. and the city had installed in-ground trash cans so people could easily dispose of their "doggie bags." I just thought it was such an odd place to become a dog park but it was the only large grassy area with a fence.

You're right about the city being one big cemetery. When I took a ghost tour with my mother (she desperately wanted to see one) they were saying most of the parks/squares had people buried in them. Plus I thought there were catacombs under the cathedral that spread out under the city. I don't know if you have ever eaten at the Pirate House but I remember there being a large hole that lead down in to tunnels that went to the river. They said people would try and sneak in and out of the city that way but some drowned or were left to drown when the tide came in. Messed up!

As for ghosts here are some stories from SCAD students, some of whom I knew: http://haunted_scad.tripod.com/

oh very cool! Thanks for the link

JordyWordy

acoustic guy wrote:

Then she fell to the floor crying and started to pull my leg like I am pulling yours.

Haha! Brilliant. Consider your punch line stolen!!!

JordyWordy

doin'the-evolution wrote:

i went to a pretty cool cemetary outside of dublin last year... but have no crazy stories. is it in the wicklow mountains? i have no idea.. dublin'ers help me out here

this is it: http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c45/haffa-jappa/DSCN4650.jpg?t=1220074860

judging by the valley behind it im gona guess its at Glencree...but there are probably a hundred graveyards like that in the wicklow mountains so it could be anywhere! sweet pic nonetheless!

my greatgrandad & his wife had the exact same names as my parents, and they are buried in a plot which is couple of feet in front of the door of the parish church. the gravestone with my parents names on it was the first thing ud see everytime u walked in/out of the church.....as a kid, that was some fucked up and confusing shit to see!!

angie76

I really don't have an andecdote but I do have a lot of old cemetaries where I live. There is one by a train station that dates back to revolutionary times. I would like to do some grave rubbings.

Riverrunner

There is a unique and cool cemetary located in a local town. There is only one man buried on this lot, but the figures are of real people in his family. Unfortunately, there has been so much vandalism over the years that the pieces are in bad shape.

http://www.cityofmayfield.org/cemetery/tour.html

dust

I love old cemeteries. When I was in school we went on a field trip to a really cool one. I remember 2 things, Some guys leg was buried half way up a tree (i'm not sure of the logistics but this was one of the reasons the graveyard was well known)

I also remember the words on a childs grave

'I see a hand you cannot see which beckons me away
I here a voice you cannot hear which says I must not stay'

I was only about 9 and for some reason these have stuck with me....

chiquimonkey

failedpersephone wrote:

Was it Don Luis Antonio Arguello???

he was the first gov of California under Mexican rule...I think he was the ONLY one...he was cursed for selling out the other Californios to the Americans. I think it might be a result of that. Cursed soul and all.

I am sensitive to stuff too - I can totally empathize with you - it sucks. heart hurts, and you get dizzy nauseous...and prickly.

IT WAS!

i went back to the mission on sunday with my parents and sis, she wanted to take some pics of the church, and i wanted to see if i would have the same reaction as i did when i was younger. sure enough i did....same nauseous feeling. so bizarre.

and i went back to the grave and stood there as long as i could take it, and saw that it was indeed arguello. that is *very* interesting about the curse, i looked all over the web later that day to see what his deal was and couldn't find any other info.

*cue rod serling* lol

Cocaine_Nosejob

This is in an old cemetary in Howell, Michigan. It's weird because it's in the middle of this awesome park with a beach and a playground for kids.

I walking the dogs through this park with my sister and her friend when we saw this building...







The door was sticking slightly open, but my sister and her friend were too afraid to go look in it lol. So I went and looked and there were these two huge marble doors inside...



Unfortunately that's the only photo that showed up well, but through the window there was a shelf with 4 or 5 urns on it and one of them had tipped, all the 'cremains' were spilling out. It was horrible. Apparently this place is an old crematorium.

Not scary...but still a cemetary story

spat

cool pics!
thats horrible about the spilled remains. ya gotta wonder if someone broke in and did it purposefully.

Cocaine_Nosejob

It was horrible.
I don't think anyone broke in though. The gate/door thing on the outside was only open about half a foot...not really big enough for anyone to get into. And even if they could, there wouldn't be enough room to open the marble doors on the inside.
I think that makes it even worse. If this place really was a crematorium, that would mean that those urns were unclaimed.

chadwick

Cocaine_Nosejob wrote:

It was horrible.
I don't think anyone broke in though. The gate/door thing on the outside was only open about half a foot...not really big enough for anyone to get into. And even if they could, there wouldn't be enough room to open the marble doors on the inside.
I think that makes it even worse. If this place really was a crematorium, that would mean that those urns were unclaimed.

the urn was tipped over by what is on the inside of the fuckin thing
the ashes wanted out
and they got their wish

btw,
cool pics and nice story to match, thanks.

Sian-of-the-dead

I got accused of burning one down once... true story It was in the paper and everything

catefrances

Sian-of-the-dead wrote:

I got accused of burning one down once... true story It was in the paper and everything

did they find any dead bodies?

Sian-of-the-dead

catefrances wrote:

did they find any dead bodies?

No but they did apologise when we kicked up a fuss and proved it wasn't us