Grandmother's Attic This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine.

July 28, 2008
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Above the world, in grandmother’s attic
We sit among the old furniture
Dressed in dust-covered hats
With colors that have faded
We dance on the wooden floor
And taste the nostalgic sunshine

Through the window seeps the sunshine
Flooding the murky attic
With a yellow glow that reflects off the floor
And lingers on the furniture
That has become very faded
While we lounge around with our feathered hats

Bonnets, fedoras, and straw hats
That are worn and faded
From exposure to the mellow sunlight
That fully soaks the attic,
Are placed on the furniture
As we run barefooted on the solid floor

When we bound across the cold floor,
Off flies our outdated hats
We jump on the furniture
And absorb the beautiful sunshine
That warms Grandmother’s attic
While our felicity never fades

As the sun sets and the light fades,
We lay on the weathered floor
That resides in our fortress; the attic
On our stomachs, dwell our hats
While we enjoy the receding sunshine
That is creeping over the furniture

Now we turn from the furniture
That is vastly faded
Because there is no more sunshine
Warming the aged floor
So we pick up our hats
And withdraw from the attic

I memorize the childhood sunshine of the attic
And on my head, I place a faded hat
While relaxing on the furniture that stands tall on the dusty floor

This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. This piece has been published in Teen Ink’s monthly print magazine.

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Ray--yoThis teenager is a 'regular' and has contributed a lot of work, comments and/or forum posts, and has received many votes and high ratings over a long period of time. This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Jan. 5, 2015 at 9:01 pm
I always love sestinas. Great writing!
artmantist said...
Nov. 19, 2011 at 5:27 pm

hello, nice poem. Would u guys wanna check out my work. its called the cottage 

thank u

goodjobbob said...
Jan. 19, 2011 at 11:41 am
HAHA! The same thing in my grandma's attic! HAHA! said...
Jan. 15, 2011 at 9:55 am
A sestina! Good job. [:
Baller22 said...
Aug. 18, 2010 at 7:05 pm
check out my poems! please!
always, sarah said...
Feb. 27, 2010 at 3:52 pm
I loved the theme of the poem, and the way you provided me with such a vivid picture in my head. But, as other commenters pointed out, faded, furniture and sunshine were a bit overused. Overall, great job. :)
TwilightBella411 said...
Jul. 30, 2009 at 12:52 pm
You need to find more descreptive words other than furniture, faded or fade, and sunshine. But all in all, it's very good.
ponyqueen318 This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Jul. 11, 2009 at 11:52 am
I really liked the descriptive words such as nostalgic, and the point of the poem. But I think you may have used the words sunshine, faded, and furniture a little too much.

Looking forward to reading more poems!
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