House And Strength Poem by Sharron Stephenson

House And Strength

Rating: 5.0


my roof is brick
my windows are glass
my doors are made from wood

the paint on my wall are gone
the strength is on the fence

the house is my heart
my soul is the breeze outside
the hallow hole is a cloud of black

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
life is strange no matter what happens
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Dr Antony Theodore 30 July 2018

the house is my heart my soul is the breeze outside the hallow hole is a cloud of black... simple and fine thinking and expressing.. love this poem. tony

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Kumarmani Mahakul 30 July 2018

the house is my heart my soul is the breeze outside the hallow hole is a cloud of black........so touching and meaningful. A beautiful metaphorical poem amazingly shared. Thanks for sharing.10

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