The Creepy Continues

This poem could quite easily be interpreted as either pessimistic or optimistic.  The ultimate choice is left up to my readers, but for me as the writer, I like reading it in an ominous tone.  It might be the piece I choose for my public reading at DogStar Books this week.

"The Miracles Room"

This way To the Miracles Room

The Miraculous room

The room of the miraculous miracles

Yes,

This way to the Miracles Room.

Be prepared, my good people,

To be amazed.

Astounded

Astonished!

Ah, My dear,

A tear

In your eye

Already?

No, we’re not there yet

This way to the Miracles Room

The Miraculous room

The room of miraculous miracles

Yes,

This way to the miracles room

Steady yourselves, lads,

And be ready to give aid

To the ladies of the group

You may stagger

They may swoon

Don’t stumble,

My good fellow,

Hold fast

We’re not there yet

This way to the Miracles Room

The Miraculous Room

The Room of Miraculous Miracles

Yes,

This way to the miracles room

Ahh.

Shh.

Here.

The Miracles Room.

Head right in, folks,

Plenty of Room in there

Fill up that room

The Miracles Room

The Miraculous room

Fill the room with miracles

As you step right in.

Yes,

This way to the Miracles Room.