The building had been derelict so long
but now was inhabited by poor, previously homeless people
squatting within the dampness of it's decaying walls
with many sick from the mildew
but it is home
A draught is felt through the broken window
blowing the weathered curtains apart
but the squatters snuggle closer together to keep warm
remnants of their dinner on the makeshift table
but it is home
They all know too well they can't stay long
before they are moved on or they become sicker
but for now they have a comfortable bed
left behind by former residents
but it is home
It may not be the palace it once was
but they have managed to gather some food
and clothes and bedding from donations
(it beats the alternative of the colder streets outside)
but it is home
Author notes
Hosts prompt is the word:
Condensation....Old homes often lack adequate ventilation giving rise to condensation and it's associated problems, mildew is even known to cling to human lungs causing breathing problems...
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A contest entry
- It's Called 'Condensation' by eltortedequeso.
875 points, ended June 11, 2008, 9 entries
Bronze trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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Congrats on bronze...great take on the prompt...deep, heartwrenching...very nicely written!
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An excellent interpretation on the prompt, congratulations on the bronze...Sue
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Thanks for bronze and I am glad you liked it
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I like this poem a lot. A ver sad write with much emotion. Very heartfelt and with great subjects. Your author notes are very helpful as well. Thank you for entering this!
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