Elizabeth Fontaine Grieco

Rookie - 50 Points (08/14/1957 / Montreal, Quebec, Canada)

Torn Down - Poem by Elizabeth Fontaine Grieco

Torn Down

Alas! The day has finally come to pass,
Watching your demons burn out at last,
Reminds me of a fern reveling in
It's own beauty for us to admire and aspire.

Borken chards of glass, twisted and bent,
Your bulldozer is truly heaven sent;
Cleansing this property,
Is like having Socrates
Read his poems on philosophy.

Sin and degradation mark this place which is
Firmly embedded and etched into my soul,
That at times I feel like I'm being cajouled,
By those haunting ghosts that plague this
Place no longer more.

Poet's Notes about The Poem

An abandoned home next down, that had alot of problems with it and it's neighbors. Alot of abuse on this property that I witnessed. Written by Elizabeth Fontaine Grieco in the spring of the month of May 1997

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  • Diane Hine (5/20/2012 4:23:00 AM)

    Strange how houses can seem to take on the personalities of their occupants. Good poem. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, May 18, 2012

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