MARCH 2014

  • THE TRAGIC DEATH OF MISS ISABELLE GREENE

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    Overcast skies cool autumn breeze
    Green leaves no longer colorful deceit
    Quaint little cottage solitary and neat
    Faint wail of the banshee sight unseen
    The tragic death of Miss Isabelle Greene
    Muted gold from a swaying latern
    Swaying flame stating swaying pattern
    Staying same barely staying sane
    She’s staring intently at the rain
    Graze her fingers against the wall
    As she walks she talks to them all

    Broken cups abound and shattered plates
    Cracked porcelain sink battered gates
    Water puddles in the mud where she laid
    Final resting place naked and afraid
    Faint wail of the banshee sight unseen
    The tragic death of Miss Isabelle Greene