Ohr O'keefe Museum:A Haunting
To my mother who loves this museum
At the Ohr O’keefe museum,
Standing outside the doors,
A dark and foggy day,
Not such a good day for tours,
The fog has laid on thick
Just floating in mid air
It’s hard to see the trees
And what might be lurking there.
I heard a soft low moan,
A cough that should make you fear for your health
For when I looked harder
It was george Ohr himself.
(2014)
It was a foggy day at work so I took a beautiful picture. Then I decided I just HAD to write a poem. Also my first time ever sharing one of my poems. I decided to see what the world thinks.
