Time Past Poem by Sally Plumb Plumb

Time Past

Rating: 5.0


The rustic table
once furnished hearty food,
rough, red wine,
hosted kind,
happy, singing country folk.
Their shadows and footprints
still remain in
dust blown through
an open, broken door
of time past,
and the light
of an extinguished candle
burning in the imagination.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Wendy Thopliss 11 January 2011

Nice poem Sally, Good how you made me imagine i was stanging in an old house which was full of memories of a ghostly past,10 Wendy. x

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Nivedita Bagchi SPC UK 27 July 2010

‘of an extinguished candle burning in the imagination.’ ~ Genu Flexed to your genius…Hon’ble Ma’am …it’s my comment… thanks sharing Regards Ms. Nivedita UK 10/10 PS Clicked as MPL

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Haverhill Suffolk England
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