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Hollow Bones

The deeper the grave. 
The darker the secret.
Blind faith comes to mind.
As I speak of this in time.
Childhood memories are on my mind.
The early-morning wind cuts down,
the lonely countryside.

As a stray memory comes passing by.
The wind blows thru my hair.
As I walk into the graveyard.
The bones I see are hollow there.
As they invite me to their party at midnight.
And we dance in the hollow night forever more.


Thursday 3 pm 7/ 18/ 2013    

As I was writing, my granddaughter asks if I'd read what I wrote. She then asks "could she tell me the rest of the poem?  The last  "5" lines my 6 yr old g-daughter dictated to me.

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Andrea Dietrich

Date: 11/19/2015 3:47:00 PM

wow, she is only six years old and she came up with the end part? Amazing!!! Thanks for always letting me know which poems i Have not seen. It makes it so much easier for me here!!

Joe Maverick

Date: 10/18/2015 11:54:00 AM

Enjoyed the read of this, I can pick up the unwritten as well here to a degree Debbie, I think Londyn did well in merging her words also.. Congratulations Londyn..'

Robert Lindley

Date: 6/20/2014 5:09:00 AM

The title grabbed me and this fine write was a pleasure to read. You have an amazing grand daughter, a future poetess for sure.. BBBBRAVO!!!!!

Liam Mcdaid

Date: 9/15/2013 2:24:00 PM

EXCELLENT GETS THE MIND WORKING PIECE

Mustapha Mohammed

Date: 8/19/2013 9:46:00 AM

You have captured this piece so well Debbie.Impressive work.

Debbie Duncan
Date: 8/19/2013 10:17:00 PM

Thank you Mustapha ;}

Laura Breidenthal

Date: 8/10/2013 6:15:00 PM

The title "hollow bones" really attracted me. We can find inspiration from the emptiness of things and I find it fascinating. Speaking of fascinating, wow--these lines are so memorable, wise and interesting. I love this poem Debbie! Thank you for sharing and being so sweet to me! Always, Laura

Debbie Duncan
Date: 8/10/2013 6:36:00 PM

Thank you Laura, and your welcome ;}

Don Johnson

Date: 8/6/2013 4:38:00 PM

memories lurk beneath the pale, behind the brow of sorrow, too many hurts, the thoughts impale, of lives in tempest and death grow stale, lest, remembered some tomorrow.... well known beyond the veil, which no one else can borrow, some try to no avail, tomorrow yet tomorrow..... At 4 years i told my mum i drowned at sea, and the sharks were there??? Don re: "Hollow Bones" Debbie Duncan

Cherie Thomas

Date: 7/29/2013 8:24:00 PM

Amazing write Debbie,, and the 2 correlations, make it that much interesting,,, a very bright little girl:) your grandaughter,, really enjoyed reading thanks4sharing,, Cherie....

Monterey Sirak

Date: 7/27/2013 5:33:00 AM

I love how you mentioned 'Childhood memories' and then a child finished the poem. So perfect.

Debbie Duncan
Date: 8/5/2013 6:42:00 PM

Thank you ;}

Gail Debole

Date: 7/21/2013 6:04:00 PM

Working together with your grand daughter! You both sure did a fantastic job. My favorite line is "As a stray memory comes passing by."

Debbie Duncan
Date: 7/21/2013 7:22:00 PM

Thank you Gail ,,,, my fav line as well ;}

Anne-Lise Andresen

Date: 7/20/2013 12:59:00 PM

- A clever girl, aged 6 years ........... Who has she learned from .... you Debbie! - Well done both of you!! - Wish you a nice weekend! - oxox / / Anne-Lise :)

Debbie Duncan
Date: 7/20/2013 1:25:00 PM

Thank you Anne Lise ;}