Week 2. Poem/Poetry.
I've made an effort at this one. Well, slightly more thought went into this than last weeks.
I found a poem and then shot something to fit it, IMO. Shot today with my TZ6, while on my way from Newry to Newcastle. This house is in Hilltown. I had a couple more derelict houses in mind but this suits better.
Abandoned Houses by Dolores Monet.
empty houses gone to seed
empty kitchens with no one to feed
where once was laughter, spiders spin
forgotten dreams ... an off key song
no cat in the window... everyone's gone
where sheets once danced on a line
the tire swing replaced by poison vine
wildflowers where the roses grew
where is the family that loved and knew
where sunlight painted a bright design
floors once swept now warped with time
the slap of a screen door, the shout of a child
little secrets and presents piled
but daffodils still bloom in spring
robins, wrens, and bluebirds sing
do ghosts knit sweaters or answer the phone
do ghosts light candles when they are alone
abandoned houses, forgotten lives
the house sits empty, nobody's home