A Wooden House

June 4, 2013
By Wayward-Stranger BRONZE, Winnipeg, Other
Wayward-Stranger BRONZE, Winnipeg, Other
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Favorite Quote:
"One original thought is worth a thousand mindless quotings." -Diogenes


A wooden house stands above the ivy
In a timberland of halcyon, sheltered in verdigris
Sheathed in tendrils of mid efflorescence

No picket fences can be found here
No mahogany furniture, nor clipped briers
Neither mundane suburbs or talk gone meander

Care you look? Its nothing special; just a wooden house
Of quiescent rooms filled to the crest between chipped veneer
Resides unfinished ballads, scratched parchment, and a copper lumineer

In the attic seized in cirrus vertigo, a gathering of birds
In the basement cloaked in hindering webs, a ring is forgotten on the sill
In the yard enclosed in an azure-lit heathen, a fawn breathes celestial

The wayfaring wind hushes the world; breathing into this house
The rain caresses bruised skin; an offering of revival
The welcoming night cradles the silence; a hymn for dreams enkindled

"Of whom does this house belong to?"
A clicking of tongues and raucous calumny echo through town
The blatant thirst for strife quenches their aridly barren frowns

So, blinded by verdant rage; "we'll burn the wooden house down."
Unknowingly, their disarray thinking stains their judgement to see
The comparison between an abiding creek to a bone-dry ravine

Thus here the wooden house remains; ashes to dust
The birds have fled, the ring lost beneath rotted carcass
The wind has ceased, the rain scrapes bloody skin in insidious darkness

And as I search these coal cinders and blackened pages
I trip over a charred astral design, buried beneath the brazier
And find arcane in brimstone my copper lumineer

And I saw light.


The author's comments:
For those who were burned for being themselves--find your copper lumineer. Also inspired by yellow light, by of monsters and men.

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TamzieW said...
on Apr. 13 2016 at 4:27 am
Dear Wayward Stranger, I read your poem two years ago, but bits of it randomly pop into my mind even now! Thank you for it :-) TamzieW.

TamzieW. GOLD said...
on Apr. 30 2014 at 3:18 am
TamzieW. GOLD, Pitakotte, Other
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It's an intriguing poem. I like the way you've piled images on top of each other in places - like 'in the attic seized in cirrus vertigo'.. It's a magical line. :) And 'arcane in brimstone'. Just one thing. There's a lot of not-used-in-everyday-conversation words in there, and while it adds a bit to the mystery, figuring out the meanings of those words kind of distracts from the magic of the picture you're painting. I think it would be beautifuller (if there were such a word! :P) in simpler language. But I like it. :) P.S - What exactly is a lumineer? I googled it but only came up with the band!

on Jun. 7 2013 at 7:07 pm
Wayward-Stranger BRONZE, Winnipeg, Other
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Favorite Quote:
"One original thought is worth a thousand mindless quotings." -Diogenes

thank you so much. :) I'm glad you understood it.

on Jun. 7 2013 at 9:40 am
freeperson DIAMOND, Burlington, Vermont
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Favorite Quote:
"Have you seen the way he looks at you, the way his expression softens and his eyes are like stars...?" - Ara Weston

Wow this is powerful!!! :)


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