Sunday, August 26, 2012

Magpie Tales 132: Just A Room



Big Room, 1948, by Andrew Wyeth
Shared by Tess Kincaid






vacant house 



vacant house 
       sits alone 
occupants gone years prior. 

voices echo 
       in faded memories 
of lives long departed. 

hearts of souls remaining 
       to reflect 
serve only to  
       sweep away 
traces of lifedreams 
collected as dust 
       upon the 
       floor. 




Poem ©2012 R. Burnett Baker 

21 comments:

  1. Nice painting of the vacant room, dusty with faded memories ~

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  2. It seems this week's consensus is that the picture is devoid of life...

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  3. I agree with Grace and Jinksy...

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  4. "lifedreams collected as dust" made me wince, but also nod in recognition. A powerful 'setting of the hook', as it were.

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  5. "traces of lifedreams
    collected as dust
    upon the
    floor. "
    awesome lines!

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  6. I love the sense of something lingering in the dust, Rick. Wyeth's canvas has that, but what paint tubes does lingering memories come in..... Paynes Gray? Thanks for sharing this vacant but otherwise occupied poem. it's beautiful.

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  7. i can almost hear the voices..x

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  8. I really like these lines:
    "sweep away
    traces of lifedreams
    collected as dust
    upon the
    floor."
    So very lovely.

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  9. Life dreams left as dust...beautiful...

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  10. well done...thanks for sharing your words

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  11. Nicely melancholic without being overdone.

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  12. "Hearts of souls"..such a poignant piece..lovely..

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  13. A bittersweet take on the photo. Empty rooms do that to me too. Sometimes all that's left is dust upon the floor. Well written!

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  14. Nostalgia/melancholy well done. Unusual, that!

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  15. Sad yet beautiful Rick....I kind of went the same way with mine as well. :-)

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  16. traces of lifedreams
    collected as dust ...

    We need to live those dreams, make sure the dust is thick :) beautiful.

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