A Peculiar Poem

Poem inspired by "Miss Peregrine's Home for Peculiar Children" by J.D. Clair

I’ll show you a picture,

How does it feel?
Too peculiar to believe,
Or somehow too real?

Are the faces familiar
Though sad and afar?
Do you notice their talents,
Broad and bazaar?


That home, that home
such contradiction.
Though the world is at war
They’re beyond war’s affliction


Timelessly preserved,
They’re ageless in time.
The Whight eyes are seeking
Lets pray they wont find.


The day is repeated
Reality blurred.
Pass through a threshold
Confer with a bird.


Though they’re peculiar,
You’ll love the group.
Just travel the bog,
And enter the loop.