Russell Sivey Poet Quatrain

Decaying Stairs

I can sense the stairway
It goes on and on upwards
The stairs are decaying
Beyond, continue onwards

I don’t know where they go
As they stop before the top
They bring an eerie feel
Rustic looking as they stop

There is moss that grows here
Giving a feel of great awe
I would sure walk this path
But the path looks like it’s raw

Ancient this path crumbles
I can’t venture that much more
Path has beauty inside
Inside by its life and lore

Russell Sivey

Form Quatrain 6/7/6/7

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Carol Eastman November 15, 2013 at 11:11 AM If those stairs could only talk... Beautifully written.

Nette Onclaud November 13, 2013 at 11:58 AM i like the puzzle you created ,russell. with a labyrinth of images that is open- ended... a treasure of a piece to behold... yeahhh!..:) greeeat work!..:) huggs

Deb Wilson November 13, 2013 at 9:44 AM This was so interesting and descriptive Russell ! Very good poem you have written..good work! luv,Deb

Sara Kendrick November 13, 2013 at 8:11 AM Enjoyed reading your mysterious work this morning..I can see the stairway on the north side in the shade with the moss and overgrowth of once beautiful shrubs..Thanks for stopping by my work..It was 29 or so here this morn..No snow but more cold tonight..This definitely was killing of the ragweed temperatures..I am glad that they are gone but the cold hurts..Sara

Demetrios Trifiatis November 13, 2013 at 5:44 AM The wisdom of this poem could be perceived by every adept in spiritual matters! Great work , Russell!

Anne-Lise Andresen November 13, 2013 at 3:42 AM - Quatrain forms you master all the different shapes with great skill Russell. - A really well written poem !!! - oxox // Anne-Lise :)