Poetry Blogs (HISTORY LEISURE)
"This was the family dining room,"
the lady stands in simple tweeds
her feet astride the dark oak floor
reflecting history with all its deeds
sombre still with shadowed time
the tumbling drapes discreetly back
and panelling fading into black.
An open doorway suddenly reveals
an ancient visitor visibly thrilled
whose wife peruses the outline ...
Monday 7th December 2015 5:07 pm