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An Ode to A Forgotten Home
November 22, 2012
Straight through cedar forest,
Past the pot hole paved road,
Onto a gravel road where the old man
and his horse sometimes lay,
Turn right on a road that's no longer.
There's an old dilapidated house.
That once burned to the ground.
Pieces of the past lay all around.
It used to be a family's protection.
It holds the secrets of a family's past.
What used to be a home,
Is now just pieces of a house.
The real beauty lies,
In your imagination of its past.
Picturing how it looked,
And how it gave a family a home.
© Paige C., Rutland, MA
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EPluribusUnum DIAMOND said...
on Dec. 6 2012 at 6:21 pm
This gives me a vivid picture of coming upon an old house in the woods and wondering about it's past. As I said in a comment on another of your pieces, you are extremely skilled at endings. The topic of this poem actually reminds me a little of a poem I wrote a while back. It's called "Fallow" if you want to read it.
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