A Fallen-House


Hearts emptied in the valley of a storm

Burned out lamps quieted the abandoned dorm

A steering wheel scurried beyond a dark duffle-bag

Innocent kids skipped and ambitiously played tag

The runway was clear and a dry beverage helped move boxes of hollow charcoal

The anger of love spun dishes out of control

Ceramic frogs weighed down the free-falling doll house

A night of silence stood tall

Dumpsters encouraged golf clubs subdued in a bright candy-apple red bag to join in

Perfection? Not today.

Hang in there.

About Timothy S.

I am of lover of all. I love people. I believe everyone should be heard and I hope during that process that peace, love, encouragement, learning and growth are spread throughout society. I would much enjoy if you interact with my Journey so I can learn from you. Sign up for email updates when I post a new article.
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