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Read Poems by Jewel Seuss

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My Grandparents' Verandah

I see
The white painted pieces of the verandah
Scratched away by a harsh relentless wind.
It leaves behind bilged browns;

Rusted remnants 
Of chairs,
Of walls.

The cement rips,
Falling below

To blend with rocks and stones
In the barren and sterile garden.
Though the tiles plastered with grimy mud
Is enough for algae to grow.

They have decayed,
Like the flesh of the once young man 
Who gazed to the oceans in bliss.

They have decayed,
Like the skin of the once young woman
Whose lips quenched his eyes.

It has decayed,
Like remnants
Of a memory;

Trickling laughter and
Chatter churning from

A blend of emotions,

Have cascaded away,
Gone with this putrid wind;
A jagged silence
Now plaguing the walls.

As remnants
Of a past generation.

Copyright © Jewel Seuss | Year Posted 2016

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  1. Date: 4/23/2017 5:29:00 PM

    Hi Jewel lovely sad write , very good read:)) hugs from Ireland

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