NOTE: Not my writing (The poem isn’t… the intro is)!
I had been working on my school work, when I got distracted, and somehow ended up researching paranormal, spiritual occurrences. I don’t believe in this type of stuff, but the topic intrigues me nonetheless…
This is a children’s nursery rhyme that originated in an unknown town. I stumbled across this, and analyzing the poem is now a project of mine… The only hint of what the town is is where ‘Beckford’s Hollow’ is… And yet, after extensive research, I do not know where this is.
I had created a Google Doc and shared the doc with some of my friends, in which we try to extract some meaning from the rhyme…
I can share the doc with you, just let me know, or you can just post a comment on what this may be about. Although, while I believe this describes a paranormal presence in the town, I could be wrong…
My research shows that the town where this originated from was claimed to be ‘haunted’…
Although, a ‘hollow’ can be a home… So, ‘Beckford’s Hollow’ can be the home of a spiritual man, perhaps…
And now, for ‘Licketsplit’:
Across the bridge, over the creek,
And down to Beckford’s Hollow,
Mind your head and don’t turn back,
Licketysplit will follow
Under the branches, through the trees
The flower are a-touching,
Watch your tongue and hold it now
Licketysplit is watching
Through the gate, and into the house
Let your friends come near you,
Talk as if you know what’s right,
Licketysplit can hear you.
The day is new, the day is old,
These thoughts are barely crowning,
Drunk on rain and stuck in mud,
Licketysplit is drowning
Now you’re here, now you’re back,
Collected your composure,
Lock the door and hold your breath,
Licketysplit grows closer.