Atrium (Re-Submission) Poem by Seamus O' Brian

Atrium (Re-Submission)



I've left the light on
over the porch
which once opened
into my (house) .

There's rust on the hinges
and maybe that's why
the door creaks like
a broken mandolin

You have to give it
a bit of a shove
just for it to creak
open just a crack.

There once was a chair
There by the window
But it's gone now.
Like the memory
of the light.

Monday, December 12, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: life
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
The front porch is the waiting room of the house. The atrium is the waiting room of the heart.
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