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There are times I've naught to do
but sit and review memories
and take in what comes into view
describing it with words that please.

Today I see this old wood floor
each plank's grain makes it unique
with extra wear before each door.
Beside the desk it's stained by ink.

And there's a board just down the hall
which only squeks in winter time.
In spring it stops squeaking at all.
Summer sees it silent as a mime.

It's scratched around the dining table
where chairs have slid for many years.
We still gather there when we are able
especially as autumn nears.

There are places faded to light dunn
where window shades are seldom drawn.
A spot where pets basked in the sun
sometimes awaiting coming dawn.

And in the kitchen dents and dings
where heavy pots and pans were dropped
along with plates and other things,
a rain of crashes still not stopped.

All these things and even more
are there for anyone to see.
For this is not just some mere floor
it's an index to home's history.

Style / type: 
Structured: Western
Review Request (Intensity): 
I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back
Review Request (Direction): 
What did you think of my title?
How was my language use?
What did you think of the rhythm or pattern or pacing?
How does this theme appeal to you?
How was the beginning/ending of the poem?
Last few words: 
Figured it was time to give ya'll a break from that epic thing I'm writing lol
Editing stage: 


The theme is an exceptionally good one well portrayed.
I wish that others would read, and leave an ink blot or something, to say they had read this, it is good.
I am a little peeved that poetry or any poet on Neo can take the time to write a poem and that it becomes a 2 comment piece disappearing into the distance.
This piece deserves more to comment, Yours Ian.T

There are a million reasons to believe in yourself,
So find more reasons to believe in others..

Well I can't complain as I've been short of time to comment or write lately. So I just post and hope for the best and comment as time allows. Appreciate your visit............stan

author comment

was I wrong in saying

Poetry is composed less lesser ....and commented upon least ....
except for some great guys outright condemnation ....
so compose
repose a faith in yourself,
read and read and then confess
tis worth a garbage bin's worth
then smear it all
on mother earth


When I posted my first poem on line I did it here. I posted with no expectation of getting any reply much less a lot of replies. I still have these low expectations about the worth of my scribbles and thus having a low or non-existant number of replies doesn't bother me. But I DO appreciate those who decide to visit. Thanks for coming by.......stan

author comment

Hi thank God I read it as ....don't bother me -------------------
well I am happy
I have company
now no comments doesn't inflict an injury
you reply once in a way
but I never ask why
ur a busy guy


I'm busier than at other times but I hope to always have time for friends both here and in the real world..............stan

author comment

you whine all the time about the number of replies you get, then brag about the the thousands you get on other sites.

The truth is, and you know it, if you gave plain english constructive reviews here you would get far more responses.

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