- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Empty House
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Sweet home abandoned
Empty echoes of a life once known
Weaved amongst cobwebs, gossamer fine
Speckled dusty remnants float a sign
That once, within the walls, there was love
And laughter crystal bright, that danced
Sweeping corners, now darkly drawn
With gloomy dread to see a lonely dawn
Dirt glazed windows stare blindly
At plaster cracks yawning wide, crying
For tender care that kept it warm
Unloved, it is left bare to mourn
- COMMENTS
Yes_YEs_YESover 15 years agoReminded me of the house I grew up in when I saw what the new owners had let happen to it. Very good Baby
geronimo_applebyover 15 years ago...me of a place i knew as a kid. visited the cottage again last year and it's fallen into ruin. your poem is a bitter-sweet reminder, Baby.
thank you. *kiss*
WickedEveover 15 years agoI always hear that the word "gossamer" is a major cliche but I think it works fine in your very nice poem. Thanks for sharing.
LeBrozover 15 years agoThis poem has been selected for listing in Wednesday's New Poems Review.<br>
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