Mad Woman

She was as mad as mad can be 

At least, she seemed to me

She ranted, she raved

Screamed things depraved. 

Sank into a chasm

With a weird Miasm

I watched all this from afar 

from my home, from my car

All this on the internet

Where she would beget

Paranoia so very fine

Like Turned bitter wine.

Why do you scream I thought

What madness has this wrought

And she called my name

to malign and defame.

and I walked away



and left her to her madness. 


By Gale A. Molinari

Sharing my views on just about everything that enters my mind. Fasten your seatbelts it is going to be a bumpy ride. I am just a lady of a certain age somewhere between the dinosaurs and stalactites. Musing over lessons learned and sharing those with others. I really am interested in your views on what I write so fire away and thank you for taking the time to check out my blog. this is my poetry blog perhaps you would enjoy that too!!


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