Don't YOU know what YOU All are doin'?
Havn't YOU any care in YOU at all?
How do Ya' ever sleep at night?
Down this old River Walk...YOU Fall;
The Seasons they are a changin'...
The leaves of time are blowin' 'cross the plains...
Frost and icy wind comes hollerin' after YOU...
And the ole Sun is Beginning to wane;
YOU all need to face up to all of YOUR Ghosts, pronto...
YOU need to check in, on your skeletons too...
'Cause the Winter White...its a comin'...oh ya! ! !
And in the end of it all (Just past Fall) that there blame-
(Its headin' straight for YOU)
October 3,2009
From The Attic Of My Heart
With great thoughts of Tom Sawyer
And of Huckleberry Finn***
Also: Elizabeth Barrett Browning***
Robert Browning***
Their son: Paul O (C. Browning)
And With Thanks To My Very Good
Friend Nan.
Catrina, you got it...nailed it. That is what it is about! Thank You. Blessings, Theo
I like this; we are being stalked but we just go on like everything's normal business-as-usual. I love the atmosphere of suspense.
This piece makes your readers contemplate about themselves........skeletons on the cabinet, ghost within which is our conscience that shadows us..........Great poem dear! ! !
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Patricia, you also understood this. There is a lot of suspence. This write was written from personal experience. I have been and am at times being stalked. Am a staunch victims rights advocate. Thank you for reading and commenting, Blessings, Theo