Below is the poem entitled apart from the decay which was written by poet
martin. Please feel free to comment on this poem. However, please remember, PoetrySoup is a place of encouragement and growth.
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an old shed leans crookedly in the tall
a door is lifted and opened.
like a warn vinyl record to the needle
snap and crackle as they turn.
between slight variations in tone metallic
yesterdays speak through hinged lips.
i am apart from the decay they say.
now little is inside except some dust with
few oddities scattered around.
a dented paint can that had been knocked
the paint lieing on the floor in a puddle.
dried and splintered out in an ornate
in shades of dark yellow.
it seems to innocent and pure for its
the paint speaks through its flat chipped
i am apart from the decay it say's.
outside the sun overhead has learned
to speak in parables but the dandilions
dont seem to mind.