Poem -
Dream-Box
~ The Box Collection (No.I)
When I close my eyes, I can remember every single detail of that house...
but I live in a box now
with unstable doors
and soggy floors
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He didn't like it; I always loved it...
but we live in a box now
lower class
with broken glass
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We moved into a dream or maybe we always lived in one...
because now, we live in a box
one room
everyone’s tomb
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“Where’s that house now?” I hear them whisper
They live in a box now
moldy walls
with blood-splattered halls
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That house will always be beautiful to me
but we live in a box now
with a hole in the roof
and remaining aloof
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Inspired by 'The Box Series' - Craig Hawkins
http://www.craighawkinsart.com/box-series.html
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very interesting poem i wroteone called thinks about boxes like it
lindaj wright your poem flows really well.
thanks for reading Linda; and wow, I'd like to read your poem too. So much of my life has revolved around boxes (it's a long story but I've moved alot as well) so it was only natural that I start writing about them...hahaha
Wow! Why does all your poems hit the spot? It is very interesting and flow able.. :D All starts!! Â
lol, girl you funny. thanks for reading! you're the best!
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