Looking desperately at the disheveled shack
I wondered how on earth we ever survived
The bleakness of ruined walls picture less
Now stand barren to any viewers at all
We couldn’t even give it away now
Home Improvement grants just wouldn’t do
And as for the garden being overgrown,,, well
Author notes
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A contest entry
- Erasing Yesterday by poetryality.
525 points, ended December 20, 2007, 7 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
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I love the inspiration you recieved on the prompt. it was well written and we see so many beautiful homes wasting away to turn out like this it is sad but yet happens. wonderful job.
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Ah I like this. Amazing what inspiration a picture can give. You have definitely brought this one to life and given it a meaning and ownership.
And to think there are so many ex-homes such as this, yet we rarely get to see them.
Ann
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You know how to think outside the box when it comes to picture inspiration and I love that, this is another superb piece hun, well done
Karen
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this is really differnt... you some how bring life to the picture giving personification to a meaningless object... well done this is wonderfully crafted xxx
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Ahhh...how i grew up is brought to mind with this! And now as I remember those days, I long to return to such simplicity! Thanks for the memories!
Love~
Az
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I can remember living in places like this...and yet you're right it was simply home.. survival happened as I grew stronger into those yeserdays!
Keep penning on one stroke at a time!
Bill
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Hard times have a way of strengthening us, even in the ruins of the past. 'I wondered how on earth we all survived'... very thoughtful line.
Survival was utmost importance then, and survive we did.
Good luck in the contest
Dee
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I can sense the life that once lived in this home. There was happiness, no paint chips, the walls sturdy and sure. Sometimes we put our whole lives into our homes to only have them crumble with time. I like the "Home Improvement" line. An excellent take on the prompt poet. Thank you for this entry and I wish you the best in the Comp.
Much Love & Happy Holidays ♥
Renee
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well done my friend - and even tho its a time of yesteryears that seemed to be a hard time it was also a time that I hope that had wondrous childhood memories - I remember growing up with the old wooden splats with plaster between under the walls as "insulation" yet could still feel Winter's chill through the cracks. and was still using the olde tyme crank telephones until I was almost out of high school as our town had not even gone modern dial phones yet until Dec. 1980. Memeories of yesteryears will always live within our hearts and minds. well done. xx Peace with you always xxx
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Once there were little feet running across the floor...smells of Mama's biscuits floating on the air...Garden so beautiful it would take your breath away...Now time has washed away everything and the shack is all that remains Winner for sure Love
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Very nice. I know this is a contest poem but it gives a sense of one looking at where they've come from and rising up from nothing. It is like the lotus flower.
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I like your enterpretation of the picture, it is a beautiful pic that would inspire many to write about it.
Good luck in the contest.
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