My first attempt (After a long time) in rhyme.
Poetry and Amsterdam podcast: http://www.ibreathepoetry.com/blog/poetry-and-amsterdam
deprived of love & care
once destined for lavish dinners
but are covered in dust instead.
Days go by in the old house
people no longer scared by ghosts
even they are sick of staying
in this limbo they are lost.
The door opens and sun floods in
with happy children's voices
and the ghosts are hiding in the cupboards
afraid of making the right choices.
Poetry by Eva
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Written on 2015-08-18 at 12:44
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Poetry and Amsterdam podcast: http://www.ibreathepoetry.com/blog/poetry-and-amsterdam
The ghosts
The chairs are emptydeprived of love & care
once destined for lavish dinners
but are covered in dust instead.
Days go by in the old house
people no longer scared by ghosts
even they are sick of staying
in this limbo they are lost.
The door opens and sun floods in
with happy children's voices
and the ghosts are hiding in the cupboards
afraid of making the right choices.
Poetry by Eva
Read 1125 times
Written on 2015-08-18 at 12:44
Tags Ghosts Loneliness
Save as a bookmark (requires login) Write a comment (requires login) Send as email (requires login) Print text
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