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-Sacred Temple

I never realised it was a temple
Until it was too late
Unfortunately my temple by then
Was in a dilapidated state

With permanent crack lines
On the temple top
Outside walls have bulged
Loosened and dropped

This temple has seen better days
As maintenance it has lacked
No longer a temple
Just a worn out old shack

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Shirley Hawkins

February 6, 2024 at 7:45 PM

Was it built in OLD SHANTY TOWN? Deb

Deb M

February 8, 2024 at 3:30 AM

I think it was Mrs Shirley Hehe!! Debx

Linda Alice Fowler

February 4, 2024 at 11:35 AM

Great humor Deb. As I once heard, if I'd known I was going to live this long, I'd have taken better care of myself. hugs LO :)

Deb M

February 4, 2024 at 12:53 PM

Happy you saw the humor LO….always lovely to see you! Debx

Tom Cunningham

February 3, 2024 at 6:42 AM

Lol, love the humour Deb, Ive got an old shack too that I've been patching up for years, but the wind still blows through the cracks. Tom

Deb M

February 3, 2024 at 7:26 AM

Thankyou for seeing the humour in my poem my special friend…..and always being such a good friend to me! Debx

Mike Gentile

February 2, 2024 at 5:14 AM

Even temples have physical restrictions I suppose Deb! But, they can be repaired and their essence will live forever! Start your renovations!!! A lovely, poetic message this is! Happy Friday xxoo

Deb M

February 2, 2024 at 1:10 PM

Always a pleasure dear Mike! Thankyou my friend! Debx

Victor Buhagiar

February 1, 2024 at 11:10 PM

Great description. Wonder where you found this temple. Lovely write. Cuddles.

Deb M

February 2, 2024 at 1:09 PM

Thankyou Victor….Cuddles right back at ya!! Debx

Paul Willason

February 1, 2024 at 8:11 PM

You speak on behalf of many of us Deb...so elegantly and skilfully put together, the rhythm almost beating out a Mea Culpa in the mind.

Deb M

February 2, 2024 at 1:07 PM

Thanks Paul…had to look up the meaning of Mea Culpa haha!! Always lovely to see you! Debx

Bill Baker

February 1, 2024 at 4:44 PM

Life can sure wear us out if we don't take care of ourselves, Deb. I like the way you said it better. :-) Nice poem, my friend. Hugs, Bill

Sam Kauffman

February 1, 2024 at 1:11 PM

Truth of life written in perfect metaphor, Deb! I think it's called deferred maintenance. Does catch up with us - always! Off to do weights! Many thanks for this "tickle!" Blessings and a hug!

Silent One

February 1, 2024 at 12:26 PM

I feel there is a deeper message in this analogy.. Nicely done DEb..

Jay Narain

February 1, 2024 at 10:09 AM

The external shape of body temple is just a mirage, the inner beauty always shines.

Deb M

February 2, 2024 at 1:08 PM

Thankyou dear Jay….appreciate your thoughts greatly! Debx

Sotto Poet

February 1, 2024 at 8:32 AM

Within the depths of your heart lies a sacred sanctuary that serves as a beacon of guidance for, Deb. Despite facing the formidable challenges and obstacles that life presents, your unwavering determination remains unscathed. However, it is disheartening to witness this hallowed abode, meant for spiritual solace and reverence, in a state of neglect and disarray.

Deb M

February 2, 2024 at 1:07 PM

Always such gracious comments Lasaad….Thankyou! Debx