The Grahamburglar Poet Free verse

The Window

Over a labyrinth of dust
carved by cockroaches scampering away
at the faintest sign of company,
waning light is unevenly cast
by an old crackled glass window. 

Limp and age-stained curtains
tint green the yellowish rays
where they haven’t been eaten through
by moths which flutter unwittingly
along an old crackled glass window.

The sullen mood satisfies the bees
which hum, as they go to-and-fro, 
some sulking tune void of melody
which reverberates nicely
off an old crackled glass window. 

There is no living recollection
not even among spiders
peering wistfully about
who have long-adorned in cobweb
that old crackled glass window.

Yet recorded in detail
black and white on the wall
hanging skewed from a nail 
is an old family portrait 
taken under a clear glass window.

07/18/15

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Charmaine Chircop July 31, 2015 at 6:11 PM Oh this poem makes me think, one day my family portrait taken under a clear glass window would be the home to cobwebs and all their accompanies mentioned above, under a then broken glass window. I love how your mind pictured this so greatly for me to see it all , awesome.

Paul Callus July 19, 2015 at 5:52 PM Love both the descriptions and the twist at the end. The repetition of the last line in each stanza has well served its useful purpose. #7 // paul

Afolabi Muideen July 18, 2015 at 11:30 PM Lol!!!! What an awesome write painted with vivis imagery, love it Excellent.......A.M.

Andrea Dietrich July 18, 2015 at 7:56 PM wow, I love how you put a different description in each stanza and always ended with old crackled glass window until that final line, bringing us to realize it was at one time a clear window with life behind it. You are a lovely writer, Preston. The Grahamburglar July 18, 2015 at 8:17 PM Hi Andrea, thanks for stopping by to read. This is kind of a strange write for me...not one of my favorites, anyway. But...since I wrote it, I figured I'd post it. Maybe I will have ideas to refine it and make it better later on, so I guess it's good to keep it, eh? Anyway...yeah, I appreciate your insights and feedback!