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Missing

Contributed by Benny14 on Friday, 26th October 2007 @ 07:00:35 PM in AEST
Topic: oops



There’s a child racing down the street
Two sneakers, one sock
Both untied

The bedraggled car that passes by
Slows to look in an open window of the manor
Then speeds on to change direction

A bluebird foraging through compost
To find suitable housing for her young
Nestled in the birdhouse in the shape of the colonial

The carefully manicured lawn
With quartered off sections for flowers to bloom
Is far less colorful than the field of dandelions next door

Rainwater rushes towards the gutter
Carrying with it all the day’s excess items
Dirt, salt, paper and plastic, leaves and a diamond ring

An intricately carved marble fountain lies
Detailed with beautifully carved creatures, meanwhile
The cat beneath uses it for shelter, unimpressed

The grandiose architecture boasts immaculate symmetry
Coated with brilliant white paint
As the walls inside crumble under the weight

Two people are situated in opposite corners of the house
Both oblivious and unconscious to their surroundings
Caught in the very respective holes of their very respective minds.




Copyright © Benny14 ... [ 2007-10-26 19:00:35]
(Date/Time posted on site)





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Re: Missing (User Rating: 1 )
by Honey56 on Saturday, 27th October 2007 @ 03:59:08 AM AEST
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This a beautiful piece of work...I will give you a 5, if I could go higher I would give you a 10..

Very nice work..

Blessings..Honey


Re: Missing (User Rating: 1 )
by elle on Monday, 16th March 2015 @ 05:17:54 PM AEST
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Beautiful and yet so sad. . .




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