Where the Gallows Hung

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In the meadow,

Grassy green,

Stood an oak,

Tall and lean,

It was here the gallows hung

The body twirled lifeless in the breeze,

It put our little hearts at ease,

The man that hung was a thief and a crook,

The woman’s’ gold and jewels he took,

It was him that hung.

In the shade our mother did weep,

It was truly a puzzling feat,

This man had been loved by her and another,

The thought of him, my father, made me shudder.

It was here the gallows hung.

Author's Note

I dont write much poetry, but I was wondering what you all may think.

Reviews

[Maya Storm]

My thought is that you should be writing more poetry. I did not see a place for a twist and you found a place to put one. I am entertained. The flow from one line to another is linked extremely well. I love the images you have painted here of the Oak tree.

It was a great touch telling first of the crimes of this person, because it made me think 'yes he should be punished, maybe not by death'. Then at the end you made him a relatable person, you gave him a young family, that made me feel for him and then the punishment to me became so much more severe.

Fantastic piece... more poems please?

[Relic]

This is so well told. I can see you've developed it as you would a story. The rhymes are perfect and flow without any hesitation. Your ending is certainly a twist with plenty of surprise and drama. I would agree with the others, a great poem.

[West Coast]

thank you for your kind words.

[Bare trees]

Not bad for someone who only has one poem. I like the twist at the end. I thought this was very well told. Nice job.

[Zombie Waffle]

"In the meadow,
Grassy green,
Stood an oak,
Tall and lean,"
- A perfect begining to a wonderfully earie poem. =)

[A Jainam Mehta]

Though you don't write poetry, its an amazing piece.