Open Poetry #41 |
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House Upon WIndy Hill |
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A Romantic Heart Member Ascendant
since 1999-09-03
Posts 5496Forever In Your Heart ![]() |
![]() Upon the windy hill, the lonely house stood silently still, harsh winds begin to blow, rocking it forth, to and fro, Then came the frozen chill, darkness did it feel, the house tossed about, making rooms for doubt, suddenly boards began to crack, breaking the spineless back, moving it inside and out, parched and dry, drought, upon the window sill, the paint began to peel, all the color had faded, broken fragments, jaded, one by one, the boards fell, falling into hells well, all crumbled into a stack, house now, becomes a shack, ready to burn for firewood, an empty hole, is now, where it stood, one last flame burns, the only warmth to feel, no longer stands, the house upon windy hill.... ![]() We attract hearts by the qualities we display, we retain them by the qualities we possess.~Jean Baptiste Antoine Suard You know you're in love, when you can't fall asleep,because reality is finally better than your dream~Dr.Seuss |
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Earth Angel Member Empyrean
since 2002-08-27
Posts 40215Realms of Light |
Well, shiver me timbers! Very well done! Sounds like my dear departed great aunt's house! I still have nightmares from that place! ![]() ![]() EA |
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