as i was walking
down behind
that old mansion house
over at the cove
i became aware of a hallway
made from ancient stone
not part fo the dwelling
but something long before
felling spirits from the past
bringing stories into the present
looking up i see the light at the end
the sunset so beautiful
it reminded me of the last tunnel
and wondered how many made this journey before
tears began to fall
as i was walking
down behind
that old manison house
i was going home
A contest entry
- Let Your Imagination Run Free #8 (Picture Contest) by Seeking Peace.
500 points, ended April 23, 2007, 24 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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Wow this is a fabulous piece, it certainly is a different take on the picture, well done
Thanks for taking the time to enter, I wish you the very best of luck
Karen -
Beautiful write. Went well with the picture. It had good expression of emotion, like the feeling of finally being able to go home, to a place where you feel like you belong or just wish to go. Good luck in the contest.
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Awesome take on this picture, this is a really good poem.
Depicts the afterlife to me and returning home to the place where we all began our true journeys. Best of luck in the contest. James.
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Wow!! Awesome write. You did a great job writing about what the picture says to you. Well done. Best of luck in the contest.
Jeannie
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