Yellow House Man
poem by:
Eireann O'Kane
Written
on Jul 19, 2016
The man in the hat, by the window, he laughs at me In the yellow house As I dwell in my misery Yes he laughs at me Why so miserable, he smiles The black crows circle by He stands still, unmoving Are you really there? Am I imagining you, yellow house man? Do you mock me? Am I mocking myself? The crows keep circling So still I long to be How so still? No care for the world around The yellow house man, he smiles Do you know something I do not? Can you share with me your secret? The crows they follow your smile The crows they enjoy your secret.
Tags: metaphor, riddle, imagery, weird,
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Christopher Russon commented:
Really good poem.
Deep poem.Well written.
Cecilia Crasto
commented:
Great work,I've always been wary of crows!
Frank Hornby .
commented:
I've always said........when I die, I want to "come back" as a Crow, ....good poem Alice....
