Jonny Brackney

Rookie (September 26th,1988 / Louisville, Kentucky)

Back With A Vengeance - Poem by Jonny Brackney

i stand in the loft
sifting through memories

as kids, we called it
'the rotten spot'

father fixed it up.
now we just call it 'the barn'
i see it slowly rotting again
posters folded,
falling from the walls
sister smears cigarette ash with her foot

father wants to leave, she says
he told mom and it's
killing her.

the memories rust
smashed to dust.

the devil's whisper
will blow them
away.

as tomorrow melts
into yesterday

love will come

but not to
stay.

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Comments about Back With A Vengeance by Jonny Brackney

  • Silver Star - 3,665 Points Dave Walker (5/8/2012 1:03:00 PM)

    Really love this, it brings back some memories of when I was
    a kid. A fantastic poem. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, May 8, 2012

Poem Edited: Tuesday, May 8, 2012


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