There is a place, I often go
A burnt down house, outside of town
Ring of trees, scarred and bent
Laughing children, now absent
Foundation left like bones for rain
Nothing earned, and nothing gained
Mailbox tilted to face the ground
The far off bark of a Blood-hound
An Ash tree, initialed, full of crows
My heart, and hers, black with arrow.
Author notes
Written October 28th, 2004
In a list
A contest entry
- Contest: Child Abuse by bookworm987.
300 points, ended January 17, 2006, 31 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
What did you think
Comments
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Good job with this. An excellent entry for this contest. I hope this is one of the ones the host read. Very well written with image as rich as it is dark.
Peace, Rob -
In reply to your comment under Cinara's gold poem:
You would think a man bent on grammar would at least be able to spell Emily Dickinson's name right, after scrolling through 20 or so poems in which it is mentioned, and spelt correctly?
Nice poem.
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I liked this a lot - the subtle rhymes remind me much of Emily's style - as does the nostalgic message. I remember well the names scratched on trees when I was at home on the farm.
Best wishes,
Moses -
Very tasty and lickable poem, much better than stratch and sniff which always sound gross. Good luck in the contest.
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'Wow lovely write...thanks for the entry and i'll be sure to consider you for a place...interesting...i'm not sure how this is suppose to be taken for the message i mean, but i like it that it leaves it open for the reader to determine...again great write, thanks for entering my contest and good luck, and keep up the good work...
-cj-
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yip, lickable this is. I like your rhyming style, reminds me of Stevie Smith for some reason. Very nice poem, no apology reqiured.
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very good imagery. if your poem were a sucker, i would lick it too.
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Oh must you "lick" my precious poems?
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Different but I definitely licked it. I'm never seen anything like this before. You used your words effectively. And your flow was very smooth. Good luck.
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Hm.. This poem is very descriptive. Good luck in the kontest.
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