Alone in the House
And shadows pass
Like a cat
Upon the stairs
You stifle
A small laugh
And say there’s
Nothing there
Dark recesses
And alcoves
Harbor
Troubling thoughts
While outside
November rains
Thrum
Like ticking clocks
It’s hard to say
What prompts these thoughts
Perhaps the rain
Or wintry draughts
Or perhaps the answer's
Something else—
Fear of being
By myself
@johnjgeddes... The work of a true poet is always refreshing, striking deep intp one's soul... Beautiful imagery, melodic rhymes. I will sure follow you on this space.
thank you, @tdee - so kind
My pleasure ☺☺
You hit a spot I am very familiar with johngeddes, nice write. Best.
thank you
I like how the poem is both simple and full of meaning!
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I enjoyed your poem It's very nice to me, thank you so much for sharing with us
thanks
also thanks
The painting and the poem, you're very good @johnjgeddes! 😊
thank you
You're most welcome!
I have a love/hate relationship with the dark recesses and alcoves of my mind. I don't know who I would be without them.
Me too! Deb just told me you posted - I better get over there and have a look :)
very nice and great poem. that's mind-blowing writing.
thanks
most welcome, you are so kind and great.
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AHH the warmth of art
ha ha, thanks