Word of The Day Challenge: Repose
The boards were rough and worn
when I found them , abandoned in the field
far away from where I live,
late last Spring.
I wondered, had they been part
of a happy home? A warm house? Had
these walls been hung with pictures of smiling people and gently ticking clocks?
Were there little marks on the doorframe to show how tall the children grew?
I picked them up and took them far away
from where they used to live to my somber home, my charnel home
where I will hang them with pictures of people I don’t know and the clocks
run like mad and the children don’t grow and nobody haunts the fields here