The Spooky Silhouette

(As a Postie / Mailman this is true story of a little old lady i post to)

The little old lady's strange

She stands just in her hall.

The frosted glass turns white

As i approach her cottage door.

She waits just to the side

As i post her letters through.

I know she's waiting, watching

Still she doesn't move.

It's a ritual that she hides

I think she maybe kooky.

It's Just her silhouette

Is really rather spooky.

 

Reviews

[SHEEMA HUQ]

Just my kind of poetry....consice and images are immediate and provoking. Thanks

[Whiskurz]

I liked this.....Good write.....Whisk