driving by
abandoned houses
wondering about
a moment
the very moment when
someone stopped
locking and unlocking
the doors that joy abandoned
and lost dreams left ajar
stopped washing the porch
and fixing broken lites
in windows which let things in
that should be kept out
where ragged curtains
waving wildly at passersby
gesture of surrender
and plead for assistance
dark tear stained hankies
no one dares to handle, for fear,
that the DNA of sadness
and the flavor of neglect
are things that will rub off...
lucy meskill
lucy meskill
sadness as compost / for beautiful things to grow / wouldn't that be grand ... #haiku <3<3<3
ReplyDeleteThere is beautiful richness even in a poem filled with sorrow, dear Lucy. I trust this is a passing moment. Sending you a big hug. And Zoe Bear sends you lots of licky-lick kisses.
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no abandoned hope / though sad memories beckon / dawns brings renewal ...#haiku xoxox
ReplyDeletewash out those hankies
ReplyDeleteopen all doors and windows
to let happy in
so i'm reading "The Happiness Project". it is highly recommended! the latest bit i read is that happiness comes from growth - gardening, writing poetry, creating art. it is a fascinating read.
love you, lucy.
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I have the sweetest friends. Thanks for all the love. xoxoxo!
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