Friday, April 19, 2013

Just another abandoned brownstone



picture credit: http://vikingexposure.deviantart.com/art/Door-of-the-Rusted-Dreams-3085458



A brownstone, abandoned, captures my eye
as the dying rays of the sinking sun
play through ancient and tall oak trees.
A chill in the air now takes my hand
and leads me to the faded green door,
while the leaves are whispering in my ear,
“Open the door... there’s no-one home…”
The musty smell of wandering ghosts meet me on the other side,
those who leave no footprints, yet still brush my arms
in welcome to their old and graceful home.
Wooden floors creak, an echo of movement from years gone by,
whilst spider webs sway from the ceiling like old memories...
A myriad of smudges on the dusty windowpanes
decorate the peeling walls with charming and playful sketches
that are not quite the way you see them now, never the way you thought,
and they cast doubt and fear in the ever deepening night...



12 comments:

  1. Old houses hold a special place for me. So many really do seem to have souls of their own.

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  2. Very beautiful. I have a house full of used things I have collected and the energy that goes along with each items. It makes me feel connected to the past.

    Beautiful as always.

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  3. Ghosts alive as memories shared with a stranger, caress during the day and charm during the night one takes you upstairs and the other to the basement.

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  4. I just read this, Verena...and NOW I gotta go to bed (tremble!) So evocative, this poem, tatI am stuck in this old ghost-house until morning. GOOD piece!

    ggggood-d-d n-n-nightt!

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  5. doubt and fear.Now a days ..i am dealing with them in their weaker form.Fear of getting lost along with my talent in the mundane life routine and doubt of any much wanted accomplishment.

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  6. ha. i like this much...there is a nice creepy feel right under the surface...the nerves and tension stepping into that home...really nicely done...

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  7. I could feel the ghosts and spirits in this one! Nicely done.

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  8. hello,

    I am just seeing this and I can feel the ghosts speak from the past in each creak of the floor..“Open the door... there’s no-one home…”or is there? The walls and floor have a story of their own.

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  9. I love the look of your blog now sugar. Well, I liked it before too. LOL

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  10. you have a way with words...deep. pictures come alive in your words. and i love the detail of the door...i love everything "tattered" imprinted with so many stories.

    xx

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