Another Beauty
Pic by Gemma Wiseman ~ Old, old house at Red Hill, Mornington Peninsula
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For more pics + poetry of this house, see my No Barbed Wires on Gemma’s Greyscaleterritory Poetic Songlines
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Perhaps
I may look
A little tired and worn
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Rain eases the dust in my rooms
And my rusty tin roof
May enjoy a spin with
The next gust of wind ~
But I am happy here ~
Happy
To dream of other days
When the windows were clear
And the door opened
O so easily
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And I still have some wood ~
Some chopped wood ~
Waiting
Patiently
By the porch ~
Waiting
For someone
To light my fire
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paisley said,
September 7, 2008 at 12:27 pm
being a lover of old and or abandoned structures,, i have to say i really enjoyed this one….
pieceofpie said,
September 9, 2008 at 11:52 pm
beautiful gemma… especially the wood waiting… so subtle of life living…
Leonie said,
November 7, 2008 at 9:50 pm
I love how your words so beautifully create the mental image in your head without even having to look at the picture.Great work.