Welcome to ‘Oh Well’
Just another day in the lost realm of ‘Oh Well’.
It’s that gray place situated to the left of Hell.
It rains a lot in this place, which is to be expected.
The dreary days represent a smile not reflected.
If not for the unending water, life would surely thrive here.
It would be colorful and vibrant filled with animals to hear.
The trees would be the fullest green and birds would sing their song
Flowers, the like not ever seen, bring joy to those full of long.
The sun would shine a cherry red, at night it would reflect the moon
Kids would laugh and jump and play and days would often end too soon.
The candlelight that shines at night would ward off any monsters.
While health would be in perfect standard so there’s no need for any doctors.
Honeysuckle would fill the nostrils as it permeates the air;
One could sit on endless beaches, pondering, while lost in stare.
Winters would not be what to fret as early darkness approaches;
Snow would taste like sugar crumbs and there’s no such thing as roaches.
Spring would come and fill this place with all the a-forementioned wonders.
Bringing life to this stale land that embraces joy and laughs at blunders.
The Summer brings delightful weather for all to swim and carry on.
To run in the meadows, surf rolling waves, and wish upon a dandelion.
Fall captures colors that take the breath of every fellow and maiden
Though the seasons come to pass, no time here is ever traded.
Death indeed does come to all, looming over each and every creature
Shoulders smooth as raven claws. There, wings are placed for a second feature.
Intoxicating is the image of this happy, joyful, ethereal realm.
But, while my thoughts linger on this figment place, my head turns back to see ‘Oh Well’.
By: Charles Poore