Who are you?

Who are you,

standing there

in front of my door

wearing a top hat,

crumpled,

concertinaed without music?

 Was my door

once your door,

in the shadows

of time gone by?

I reach out with my thoughts

to shake your hand.

Did you feel it

as you stood there,

for the photo,

so long ago?

Please, please,

whisper to me,

down the long corridor of time.

 

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I wrote the poem just thinking about the photo.  Now I see the photo again I can see the top hat is not crumpled.  If he whispers to me I will apologize about misrepresenting his hat in my poem. But why did my memory mislead me? I think the answer is that our friend Andy who tells ghost stories in Whitby, wears a crumpled hat.  Here he is telling stories to my daughters Timea and Alex inside the ground floor room just behind the front door!  The door where the man in the top hat was standing!

 

Andy in Whitby

Andy works as Moaning Lisa during the day but also organises ghost walk story tours in Whitby at night.  In this photo he came in to see us after one of his ghost story tours…and he seems to have scared the lights out of Alex and Timea!  Outside that door is the yard and the man in the top hat.

 

A morning with Andrew Wright - Storyteller, writer, illustrator and poet

Watch here

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yDd_vPH72Zc

 

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