Friday, October 4, 2013

Poetry Friday: THE HAUNTED OUTHOUSE


This poem by twelve-year-old Eva DeHart, from EVA OF THE FARM, was inspired by an old abandoned outhouse on our family orchard in the Methow Valley.


THE HAUNTED OUTHOUSE
Grandma Helen built
an outhouse with a view
of the sagebrush hills.
"Sitting pretty," she called it.
"Why not?"
She slapped white paint
on the boards,
carved a smiling moon
on the door,
and planted violets
on every side.

Last year, Grandma Helen died.

Now the outhouse door creaks
in the lonely wind.
The metal roof rusts
in the weeds
on the ground.

But sometimes,
in the moonlight,
through glimmering spiderwebs,
I think I glimpse
Grandma's ghost--
sitting pretty.

EVA OF THE FARM


p 14


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