Teen Poetry #5 |
This old house |
Marshalzu
since 2001-02-15
Posts 2681Lurking |
This old house The gentle whispers, echo in these walls lost conversations of yesterday the lingering ghosts of past residents tread the boards in misery faded pictures hung long ago bring sunshine to a clouded room memories held within the walls forgotten stains which reappear the words forgotten are re-spoken stored in pain for many years the tired house begins to creak it’s memory fading as the years grow long. Andrew "I still feel the pain in my heart, what once was pure is now diluted" - Biffy Cylro [This message has been edited by Marshalzu (09-05-2002 09:40 AM).] |
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PoetryIsLife
since 2001-10-27
Posts 1763...in my boxers... |
A smashing piece, Andrew, smashing. Sincerely, Titus "I'll prepare myself, and one day my time will come." |
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Jenn Cirrincione
since 2000-07-02
Posts 2107Fl |
Your work just keeps getting better, Andrew. Great job on this, wonderful imagery. Jenn Why is it that we are at our most ingenius only when trying to destroy the things that keep us alive and thriving? |
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anya Member
since 2002-07-27
Posts 393London, UK |
Just have to echo what the others said, the imagery really works well, a very...atmospheric piece, well done anya |
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katherine Member
since 2000-06-10
Posts 365Canberra Australia |
this is a really lovely poem. it leaves you with a image of the house and a feeling of it. |
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HopelessRomanticGuy Member
since 2001-08-17
Posts 495LI, New York |
This is a wonderful poem! I agree with Jenn, you do make wonderful use of imagery! Hope to read more! -Rich After Love comes Pain, then Love, Then Pain, then Love, then Pain..... does anyone else see a pattern here? Oh well, can't say it's not worth it. |
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