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Dirty Windows
Dirty Windows - Poem by Marie
Shabby nets on dirty windows
Four walls hold a life of tears
Trapped inside disabled from life
Pains in her heart cuts like a knife
She who gave him everything
Kept prisoner for by his fists
She who’s life was dark and dull
No happy ending or miraculous twists
She has no friends or family
That’s why she is never missed
Bruises covering her ...
Tuesday 21st January 2020 3:00 pm
From Two Windows
At dusk
a pink moon
low over the sheds
in a cold clear sky -
ice blue, yet light
hiding stars
a leaf fall
the pond water stills
but does not freeze
Much later
that same moon
lights my bedroom
in the cold night air -
velvet black, the sky
glints stars
an owl flash
my blood chills
but does not freeze
Thursday 22nd November 2018 10:49 am
Doors and Windows
Doors and Windows
The simplest of houses,
doors and windows framed in white,
contains a universe within -
immured in the aura
of its keeper's light.
Chris Hubbard
St. Romain-en-Viennois.
France
2017
Tuesday 10th October 2017 5:47 am
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