Abandoned
Grass gone hippy-shaggy
Paint peeling,
as birch-bark does
revealing not new growth,
but faded glory
once sunny yellow,
now dull grey
those vacant windows,
no longer adorned
with lacy curtains,
coyly blinking-
waving
in a breeze, instead
empty eyes wearily stare
at the abandoned yard
where kids once played
its life extinguished,
empty house
Mourns.
It's Flash Friday 55! Share 55 words, then tell g-man in his comments.
11 comments:
i can see it right before my mind's eye and it's the house my grandparents once lived...once filled with life and now cold and deserted..a heart-touching 55 tina!
You painted a vivid picture with only 55 words!
awww...this one is a cold wind...abandonment...sad...
What a sad and lonely place.
a wonderful vision of a life past...
ah...to embrace that shelter...
and breathe new life into its bones....
so very descriptive. love the imagery you created.
I love the hippy-shaggy grass line and I can picture this poor little abandoned home through your words. Very nice.
Tina...
You just walked down a street ANYWHERE in Flint!
It's so sad.
Great 55 My Dear!!!
Thanks for playing, and have a Kick Ass Week-End...G
Great imagery! I've totally seen that house....
I can relate to this...So is my house mourning in some other city after my husband's demise last year...
The imagery is wonderful.....it leads me to imagine an unlatched screen door, fwap-fwap-fwapping in the breeze.
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