Mad Ones Here!

Posted on June 30, 2014 by Charles Yallowitz

The joyous sounds of laughter
Echoing among the warping halls
Twisted by tears
That rise up to the rafters
And you expect to win with sense?

Birds fly through the seas
While fish drown in arid skies
As the mad ones hum
To the song of a long dead bee
And you expect to clear our heads?

All eyes stare into the void
Even when they focus on the now
Worlds drifting to the mind
That none may ever understand
And you expect to be the one who’s true?

We hear you yell for sanity
That it is what all must seek
You know what is right and real
While the rest of us are fools
And you expect us to listen and agree?
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And they call us mad

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About Charles Yallowitz

Charles E. Yallowitz was born, raised, and educated in New York. Then he spent a few years in Florida, realized his fear of alligators, and moved back to the Empire State. When he isn't working hard on his epic fantasy stories, Charles can be found cooking or going on whatever adventure his son has planned for the day. 'Legends of Windemere' is his first series, but it certainly won't be his last.
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16 Responses to Mad Ones Here!

  1. Ionia Froment's avatar ioniamartin says:
    June 30, 2014 at 10:09 am

    This poem has a great rhythm. It’s fun to read out loud.

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  2. John W. Howell's avatar John W. Howell says:
    June 30, 2014 at 12:39 pm

    Mad indeed. Sinister cackle would have been good. (how do you write a sinister cackle? Like this? *sinister cackle*)

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  3. Sue Archer's avatar Sue Archer says:
    June 30, 2014 at 4:04 pm

    Both creepy and enjoyable, Charles! I especially love “As the mad ones hum to the song of a long dead bee.”

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  4. chrismcmullen's avatar chrismcmullen says:
    June 30, 2014 at 11:08 pm

    I’m trying to decide which side to be on. 🙂 As if I have a choice…

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  5. L. Marie's avatar L. Marie says:
    July 1, 2014 at 9:54 am

    Reading this poem, I imagine how late Vincent Price would sound reading it. What a great combination!

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  6. L. Marie's avatar L. Marie says:
    July 1, 2014 at 9:55 am

    Make that “the late Vincent Price.” Sigh. I need coffee.

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