Regina Mcintosh Poet Free verse

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The Old Gray Barn

Somber gray barn, boards creaking
Humble, meek and mild like the weathered dreams
Falling gentle as rainfall, calming the weary heart
With tender breaths of laughter amid the pleasures
Found beneath the edges of this massive structure

Beneath the rusty tin are stables and beasts
All thriving from the care taken by a farmer’s gift
For nurturing with sincerity and honesty and love
Brilliant rays of sunshine leaking through the boards
Coloring the dusty interior with blushing rays of light

If these battered boards could only speak
The tales they’d tell, the memories they’d bring back
Escaping the pores of gnarled and enduring lumber
As the elements blast away at the craggy assembly
Creating reasons to tremble with longing for the past

Wishes, warm and wild, obey the heart’s insight
Leaving faded hopes and dreams on the stall doors
Waving to the cow in colors of lost hopes, dreams
Feelings that feel like they’ll never be lifted up
Soothing away the anguish of forever looking back

Somber gray barn, boards creaking
Laughing at the goodness you’ve come seeking
Whispering of a past that never seems at peace
As the heart wonders through the distressed thoughts
Of a love story that has died and a soul gone on

Somber gray barn, boards creaking
Answer my prayers – you know what I’m seeking
A flame of hope, a blaze of imagination, a flicker of inspiration… glowing on my spirit like a revelation
Discovered in the boards nailed across the entrance

Somber gray barn, boards creaking
Reveal your truth to me… my prayers are penetrating
Rustling the old lumber with nails from the past
Where I long to go again… before my heart ascends
To be with my Creator in heaven’s lovely realms

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Christuraj Alex July 30, 2021 at 6:42 AM It's, indeed, a very masterly write. No match!

Anisha Dutta July 29, 2021 at 8:30 AM Amazing! Truly Poetic. I admire.

Andrea Dietrich July 21, 2021 at 12:59 PM wow, amazing description of this place made less common by your poetic words!!

JC Brul July 20, 2021 at 5:44 PM Barns remind me of my childhood. This poem takes me back to those golden days…Thank you Gina, this sublime poem brings me tears of nostalgic happiness..

Beryl Edmonds July 20, 2021 at 4:21 PM What stories old barns have to tell, new life born on a bed of hay, little calf and tiny lambs, with the help of the farmers hands, lovely memories for sure. A beautiful free verse Gina. God bless, Belle

Constance La France July 20, 2021 at 11:57 AM Gina, you have penned a beautiful poem, I have always been fascinated with the old barns see on country drives, the history they could real, sort of haunting but in a good way. Great example for your contest ~ love and serenity _Constance

David Mchattie July 19, 2021 at 3:50 PM I love travelling through the countryside and seeing all the old buildings. There are stories everywhere to be told. Wonderful poem my friend. Stay well.

John Loving Iii July 19, 2021 at 3:28 PM Feelings I remember because of your reminder.Thanks

Robert L. Hinshaw July 19, 2021 at 9:47 AM My kind of poetry, Regina! I love old barns and have written a number of poems about them. Very nostalgic and brings back memories of the farm I grew up on in Indiana - Bob H

Judy Ball July 19, 2021 at 7:20 AM Yes if old buildings could talk what a tale they could tell. Very well told with a sense of sadness and longing for old times to be renewed. A lovely write my friend. God Bless, JB

Kim Rodrigues July 19, 2021 at 6:49 AM Something about the scent and sounds of old buildings. Yours has brought you closer to God!