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Ruins



Vines crawling, creeping over
This grey facade of stone
They once called home.
Sneaking in and out to bind and tether,
Or capture this landmark forever.
There, once a night- light shone
Through window sockets that now seem smaller,
Mere mossy apertures, beckoning the sun
With half closed eyes of grey-green tone.
And within, a solitary spider
Rides the pale ethereal ray of sunlight's glimmer,
Claiming his space, disturbed by none,
A space bequeathed by a generation gone,
Consumed by the flames of raging fire
That spared not even one.
Now only the fingers of decay will linger
Within these walls alone.
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Submitted on April 23, 2015

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I am a Registered Nurse, and first started to write poetry when I was about 18 years old. I have written several poems on a variety of subjects, and enjoy poems that are light and filled with humor. I feel that a good poem like a painting, is able to evoke a variety of emotions, whether sad or cheerful,angry or sympathetic.My goal in life is to learn as much as I can, and to spread peace and good cheer to many. Above all, to be respectful and helpful to my fellow man. more…

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