Green Woman poems

Green Woman 1

There's a woman who lives in a bottle green painted wooden house by the sea. All alone because she's a bitch. A strong statement for someone you don't know. Would you want to know her? I wouldn't. Not after she said she'd shoot herself when her dog finally dies. She was caught in the woods by some kids and hurriedly hid the gun. She lied to them, said it's picnic time.

Green Woman 2

What do we make of this lady who lives by the ocean, alone? In a green wooden house. Some would call this paradise. Does she? She's a little mad. Her family ignores her. Her husband died and she was going to top herself. Down in the woods with a pistol. A group of kids caught her. No food. A shaky lie: I've ate it. The gun hidden. Why is she this way? Would you talk to her? Be her friend? I wouldn't. I'd tell her what I thought of her. Show her the imbalances that torment her mind. Imagine her talking to herself in her little green house. A world of her own making. madness abounds.

Green Woman 3

What we make of Olive? Her son won't speak to her. It was a row. His mum found out he got wed 2 months later. Not talking keeps the peace and works really well. But imagine the lost years. Gone forever more. In their lucid moments this family will be terrified. What the hell have they done? Especially the mad mother. Does she miss her dead husband? Why did she want to die? Grief or depression or insanity? Such a shame she doesn't enjoy her pretty green ocean house. Or does she? assumptions.