Ruth Walters


Damp Squib - Poem by Ruth Walters

A dirty damp patch
with a womanly shape
stained the old carpet
in his mother’s hallway

so we cleaned it up,
stripped up the carpet
sanded the floorboards
then painted them white.

The damp patch moved,
took itself upstairs,
lay down in the hall there
and festered.

Soon, very soon
we moved out, relocated
to a modern
two up, two down.

A town house,
quite plush,
our bolt hole
close to theatre land.

We furnished it
painted it
layed wooden
flooring.

Then…one morning,
she appeared again;
the damp patch.
There she was

in the hall
a curvy patch
as my lovers face
turned to pale.


Comments about Damp Squib by Ruth Walters

  • John Hardesty (6/30/2013 4:17:00 PM)


    The wandering of plasmas scattered like molds, they're hard to rid of the soul. (Report) Reply

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  • (6/25/2013 3:27:00 AM)


    This inriguing write of moisted ghoulies fails to redress just how the tea bag puddle got your forwarding address. But I guess that's the crux of mystery better than a book from any shop, perhaps she hid herself away in your new wood floor's mop. Great write. (Report) Reply

  • Sj Holland (6/22/2013 7:08:00 AM)


    Mysterious! Scary. Intriguing. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, June 22, 2013

Poem Edited: Friday, July 26, 2013


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