Second Poem Written for dVersePoets Open Link Night
Tuesday 9/11
Shuttered
Oak
Boxed
Sand stone rock
Heavy rock
Hand laid rock
Steady
Flat-stones
Each laid side by side
Upon the layered wall
Propelled
forward against time
Broadsided
By some modern day road
Barrier walls
Planked
Nailed
Solid as an outside wall
Shadows Fall from above
In a shrouded mist
Like a long lost ark
No windows ~
Boarded up
Only a outside locked door
No steps
Totally gone ~
Suspended in a tomb
With no way out
Hung in suspension
Like a freight train
Jump on board
Like Guthrie and Rogers
Back in the day
Mounted within sight
A rear view mirror
Allows a close watch
Who threatens from without
Hinged
Locked
A boxed-planked door
A long lost soul
Alone
Walking no path
A long ago memory
Held hostage
Until it is no more
Or forever gone
Can this be?
Hushed silence
A stillness lays
Like tombs of fallen soldiers
Mighty heroes found
Into the night
Where campfires
Now are lit
Eternal flames
Fails the
Forever night
Shadowleaves on Lake Ann 
It IS forlorn looking…after carrying so many memories..lovely, melancholic piece, Joanie 🙂
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Jackie, thank you for taking time to visit and to add your comments. I so appreciate it!! The texture hopefully stood out as the photo was such a powerful one for me. I tried to put words to my feelings for this day. Thanks again — joanie
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Thank you Brian! I just took the photograph over the weekend at War Eagle Mills, near Eureka Springs, AR. The building just hit me as a forlorn piece of history, someone's story! With 9/11 I tried to use it as an inspiration. The haunting question throughout is – forever gone? Thanks -joanie
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I love the textures in this piece, Joanie…the rhythm, and the forlorn quality, so well expressed throughout!
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you move image to image effortlessly and return well tot he boarded up windows and doors… but there is also a surreality to this as well…can it really be gone?
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