Tracks of a Wandering Mind

Poetry, stories and random thoughts from a wandering mind.

Thomas MacCrae

There’s an old house near the edge of the wood,
Its windows all cracked and darkened with age,
A pile of stone where a wishing well stood,
This was the home of old Thomas MacCrae.

Forgotten now, full of nothing but dreams,
It stood alone through the long empty years.
But things are not always just as they seem
And there are sounds in the night you should fear.

“Old Thomas was mad!” so most people said,
Driven to rage by a lover untrue.
Others would swear that he talked with the dead,
As he went out in the dark of the moon.

I went to the house to see what I could,
And just to laugh at the old tales of woe.
But while I pondered and restless there stood,
A young girl came up behind me and spoke!

Blue eyed and blond and in gingham and bows,
She watched me with eyes of overcast shade,
And then within me a strange fear arose,
“You are here to see old Thomas,” she said.

I just shook my head and tried hard to smile
As a shiver turned the summer day cold.
“I came by to look around for a while,”
“And to remember the tales I’ve been told.”

“He wasn’t a bad man,” she said with ire,
“Thomas hid from the world to hide his face.”
“He got burned pulling a child from a fire,”
“And after people would give him no grace.”

“He hid in these woods and died all alone,”
“Away from the stares and the prying eyes,”
“And all he wanted to do was go home,”
“But he never got the chance to,” she sighed.

“How do you know this?” I asked her and stared.
“Thomas was buried before you were born,”
“So how can you know the story you shared?”
I asked her and tried hard to hide my scorn.

She shook her head as she started to fade,
“You’re not like others, you see more than most,”
“But I wasn’t saved from the fire that day,”
“And Thomas isn’t alone as a ghost.”

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July 1, 2011 - Posted by | Poetry | , ,

11 Comments »

  1. lovely imagery.
    the title is sizzling.

    glad to find you and hope to see you join poets rally today.
    keep writing.

    Comment by Jingle | July 1, 2011 | Reply

    • Thank you for the kind review and for stopping by!

      Comment by Brady Waugh | July 2, 2011 | Reply

  2. Wonderful, just wonderful! Great visuals aided by excellent writing 🙂

    Comment by Jeanie McBain | July 2, 2011 | Reply

    • Thank you for the kind words and for stopping by!

      Comment by Brady Waugh | July 2, 2011 | Reply

  3. Invite you to join poets rally today,
    Visit me and add your entry via linkz, have fun making new poetic friends.
    Bless you.
    Enjoy a graceful weekend.
    xoxox

    Comment by poets rally | July 2, 2011 | Reply

  4. Enjoyed this. A great mix of a wonderful storyline and pace.

    Comment by cinnamon blues | July 3, 2011 | Reply

  5. Great poem.. reminds me of magical poems like The Highwayman and de la Mare’s The Listeners… I agree with Cinnamon – great story 🙂

    Comment by lazywednesdays | July 3, 2011 | Reply

  6. brilliant write.

    Greetings, how are you?

    Inviting you to join our poetry potluck today,

    Week 43 is free verse week, submit 1 to 3 random poems, enjoy the fun!

    Hope to see you soon.
    Happy Tuesday.
    Sign in to follow our blog using your gmail or yahoo accounts…
    Xoxox

    Comment by Jingle Poetry | July 11, 2011 | Reply


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