Red Chair
Photo presented by Magpie Tales
Poetry challenge presented by Tess Kincaid
Left behind...
this sturdy rust red leather chair
laden with ominous spirit
embedded deep
dominance remains
imprisoned within
aged brass upholstery nails
feelings walked upon
like the thread-bare carpet
worn down with
emotional, physical
and spiritual abuse
the house was never a home
repressed and cursed
peeled paint of lives torn apart
exposed now
to the purity of light
from
empty broken windows
it is not for sale
let it rot
let the echoes of muffled
resentful screams
swallow it to its bowels
to dissolve and
disappear
~dkb~
7 comments:
Ouch! Bitter...what punch.
Oh, this is a dark one. I like the way you have these bad spirits, memories, trapped by the upholstery nails in S1, and what a fitting ending.
Good job! Dark indeed, but I think letting those feelings dissolve is a really good idea. :-)
This is one mighty powerful Mag!!!
A house of cards indeed....better off let to fall and left behind.
very nice...well done and thanks for sharing
Absolutely...let it rot...
Post a Comment