A crumbling concrete foundation circling 'round
One last piece of a past life that can't be found
Those who saw it new have now moved on, away
New grey road stretches past the dying shack today
The boards are losing color, returning to the old
One last show of yesterday our today won't hold
Soon to be paved over, soon to be torn down
A new house, a new life to replace echoed sound
The trees still showing winter though the grass is green
Another remnant of the past soon won't be seen
The spring spreads growth across the walls that used to be
Long after our now is past, nature hides the debris
The house was built not long ago in the scope of eternity
Since the day it first became, death was its destiny
A fading constructed creation of our human race
Decaying boards and new grey road juxtaposed, out of place
Author notes
I like the idea this grew into.
A contest entry
- ~Image Prompt~ # 2 by -Ink Artist-.
525 points, ended May 9, 2007, 16 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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Woah, it rhymes! Thank goodness for my dashboard dictionary! I almost missed the meaning of the last line. I thought juxtaposed was a typo, and you were saying 'just exposed', but now that I looked it up it makes much more sense. And when I said it rhymes... even the title rhymes! How unusual for you. Anyway, great write. I really enjoyed it, it's so different then what I've been reading lately.
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Such a compelling metaphor you've created within this piece. This write has a fantastic flow. I really enjoyed the direction this image prompt took your muse. Well crafted imagery and wonderfully expressed emotions throughout. Great work! Thanks for your entry!
~Lori
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