From graveyards
to Mausoleums girth
Abandoned …Destruction…Destroyed
These remnant shards are the skeletal remains of someone’s home
Keep your chimney cleaned by a professional sweeper…
There truly is a difference between a House & a Home
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Ember Blazes
Dare not to knock
Tick tock motions
Time can see you still
The rapping of incurred company
They ring the melted bells at will
Hark those heralds
Are angels really singing
Glory surely will soon rebuild
Ahead are memories waiting
Burned not by charcoaled doorways sill
The threshold of detriment lingers
They peer inside the remains of a dream
Where empty rooms are charred in ashes
And the story never begins it seems
So glory to all these newfound promises
And all the hope that faithful hearts can glean
But truth stands unfasten in its structures
Charred beyond crystals beautiful sheen
Cold are the fingers prodding their wonders
What on earth do flames know about empty’s fill
Where the hearth of fireside ember blazes
Peering incessantly into charcoals doorway still
(Written: November 18th, 2009 2:18 p/m)
In Joy, In Peace, In Grace, In Harmony of Love
Embraced ~ Embrassé
poétesse d'amour ~ poétesse romantique
Copyright© 2009 Poetess Victoria L. McColley
Sheila
You take a tragedy, a horrible event, and while not denying the horror you see hope and inspiration, a phoenix-like renewal. Yes!
John
And all the hope that faithful hearts can glean
But truth stands unfasten in its structures
Charred beyond crystals beautiful sheen--
Great lines right there Vicky! Well done.
as her heart. -gene.
the next day sunk in how much we truly could have lost.
fee
Peace, love, and light
Amber "V"
Not only the chimney- folks would not believe how clogged a dryer exhaust hose can get. Keeping that cleaned out makes the dryer work well too. A difference of night and day.
You sure trigger memories for me of all kinds of things for me.
John
Hugs! Jasmin Horst
"...what on earth do flames know about empty’s fill,
where the hearth of fireside ember blazes..."
Feel the flames licking your face?
Georg