After The End, bloggity blog, poetry

rarity, I find

I watch as the rain comes down heavy
Luckily abandoned
Lucky for us
Roof still sturdy enough
Walls still strong enough
Such a rarity

I close my eyes and listen to the sounds
The silent ting ting
White noise beautiful
Scents from the dirt and the leaves
Shivers trace my skin
It is nice to feel such feelings again
Such a rarity

A call from a distant room
Excited not urgent
To hear the happiness in her voice again
Knowing she is exploring safe
Such a rarity

I find her sitting against a wall
Messy red hair
Like vines overgrown
Tangle over her smiling face
Hair like her father
But still beautiful
Maybe the only beautiful thing about him
Such a rarity

In her hands she holds it gently
Instinctively knowing
The object she holds
How precious
How rare
Never seen one
But I know what it is

“It’s a book…
…isn’t it?”

I nod

I sit
On the floor
Amongst the debris
Amongst the leaves
Amongst the time and forgotten spaces
And we silently look at the crinkled pages
As her tiny fingers
Flip flip flip

But I listen out for calls
For footsteps throughthe rain
Not a day goes by where I don’t fear that they will find us
For now
I will sit with my daughter
And just enjoy
Such a rarity

Please don’t forget to go see what Byron over at Dried Ink Ribbon posted today… He is such a talented writer…


12 thoughts on “rarity, I find”

  1. I will not lie, I cried when I read this. It feels so real and beautiful that it’s got to have a little piece of you in it. It is nice to feel such feelings again. Probably the first time I’ve ever enjoyed free verse this much

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  2. 1. ULTRA-BEST choice for featured image. There are a lot of old and/or dilapidated farm houses where I live and I love the aesthetic so much.

    2. I like your choice to keep who or what “they” are vague. I know I filled in the blank with at least five possibilities right away. 😀

    u get a da internetz muney [̲̅$̲̅(̲̅5̲̅)̲̅$̲̅]

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    1. Thank you, Alex hunny!!
      I do try to take the time to choose the right photo, so thank you for saying so.

      And yes, vague is often best. Our imaginations can often be way more terrible because we use our own fears to build stories…


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