Marilyn Shepperson

Rookie (4th September 1949 / Hounslow. Middx)

A Tile - Poem by Marilyn Shepperson

There is a tile on the roof of the garage
That seems to prefer to be on the ground
Three times the man has been to fix it
Yet if the wind blows more than a puff
It ends up face down in the mud
I know a tile is an inanimate object
A thing carved from local slate quarries
So, does this one possess a mind of its' own
Or is it, perhaps, just haunted?


Comments about A Tile by Marilyn Shepperson

  • Rookie Raul Castelan (6/7/2007 7:21:00 PM)

    The tile is really kind of like a ghost as you put it here. I like the way you ended the poem in this one. (Report) Reply

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  • Gold Star - 52,344 Points Frank James Ryan Jr...fjr (1/12/2007 4:07:00 PM)

    Marilyn>>>An witty & entertaining write, young lady....Didded deeply in cleverity!
    FJR (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 0 Points jack russell (1/12/2007 11:10:00 AM)

    Either the roofer fancies you, or your cheques keep bouncing!
    Best wishes :)
    jack. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Danny Reynolds (1/12/2007 10:16:00 AM)

    If not haunted, perhaps trouble with spirits. It may have had one over the slate?
    Danny (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 12, 2007

Poem Edited: Thursday, December 23, 2010


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