Wind of History by Jacek Yerka
the candlelight glows stark
from a darkened window
broken glass
glints
in the mud
the dusk light fades to pewter
distant owls call and feather
fine mist that curls to bark
black branches
ghosts hiding
broken stone
chipped and lichen holds tight to walls
i walk in deadly rooms
the pretty paper now dank and peeling
ashes of roses
rank in the air
silverfish dart through plaster cracks
broken dreams
hide in linen folds
as my thoughts are held fast
by gnarly flint
rescued one day
last spring
when it was safe
before the rain
before the mud
before you left.
Copyright Kay Davies Feb 2013
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prompt picture from Tess.
So vivid... and the ending is amazing (although sad, unexpected)!
ReplyDeletevery lonely- your words have created such intense images
ReplyDeleteLike this!
ReplyDeleteDescribes the emptiness after someone has left. Excellent!
ReplyDeleteI walked right along with you...very evocative...
ReplyDeleteVery nice, Kay. What I loved best:
ReplyDelete"when it was safe
before the rain
before the mud
before you left."
This is sad- and I love the roses and linen details, thanks!
ReplyDeleteIncredible images here ... set such a melancholy mood. Great write!
ReplyDeleteLonging so deep, poignant and very touching.
ReplyDeleteNice take on the painting!!
ReplyDeleteWell done
Hugs
SueAnn
nice images here - it does have a feel of the kinda house where Miss Havisham might have lived
ReplyDeletethanks for all your comments...i also thought of Miss Haversham when I saw the picture....she is one of my favourite Dickens characters....thank you all so much for dropping by..xx Kay
ReplyDeleteI like the way you've used "mud"...
ReplyDeleteWistful melancholy. Well done.
ReplyDeleteOh Kay, so sad and the picture you have chosen to go with it, is just right! Love Linda x
ReplyDeleteHello Kay, such sad words, and I just love 'ashes of roses'. The picture matches the words brilliantly. Love Linda x
ReplyDeleteLove the intensity ... yes, quite Dickensian in tone!
ReplyDeleteHello Kay, so glad you were there. Thank you for popping in. I hope my sis will let me have the photos soon. Lots of love, Linda x
ReplyDeleteI feel the chill, and the forever dampness..you did this so brilliantly..won't look for this place!
ReplyDeleteThere is such emotion in this...the ending was unexpected...how haunted a place becomes when love leaves.
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