Open Poetry #47 |
Stoic Bungalow |
Huan Yi Member Ascendant
since 2004-10-12
Posts 6688Waukegan |
. Snow collects On a chain link fence The air itself Is partially white And moving A man no one You will ever know Is clearing the sidewalk In front of his house There are two oaks With leafless branches Each on its corner Just outside the yard One can actually feel The smell of cooking Which is somehow warm Despite the cold One could do worst Than homemade food On Winter’s afternoon The strictured curtains Prim and still . |
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s1nfully_1nn0c3nt Senior Member
since 2003-10-26
Posts 1105Watertown, NY |
This is lovely. Enjoyed. -Trina |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
The two oaks just embrace this whole scenery beautifully. Love this much. M |
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faithmairee Senior Member
since 2011-01-05
Posts 1441Poe Haven, USA |
great diction and vivid imagery...love the poem! There must be a poem in here somewhere. |
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ethome Member Patricius
since 2000-05-14
Posts 11858New Brunswick Canada |
Quite the word picture scene you've painted. I know I've looked in on the same bungalow before. Well done! Eric |
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steavenr Member Elite
since 2003-11-17
Posts 4058 |
my soul, for a moment I thought you were painting a picture of my home...still can't get into the back yard for the snow drifts against the gate...lovely picture painted by your words...enjoyed with an familiar closeness |
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XGarapanX Senior Member
since 2008-06-19
Posts 1435Antarctica |
This is like a caught breath just hanging on a frozen image. Beautiful. ·´~`·»Garapan«·´~`· "Look! Crumbs on his jacketses... Heeee took it!" |
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Marchmadness Member Rara Avis
since 2007-09-16
Posts 9271So. El Monte, California |
Wonderful imagery here.Maybe a word is worth a thousand pictures. Ida |
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