House Fire

[Harmonious_Echos]

House Fire

 

funeral of a thousand things

memories on a pyre;

countless priceless treasured stuff

vanished in an hour.

notebooks, songbooks, children's stories,

clothing, worn, and clothing, new

dishes from another era

paintings from a year or two;

stacks of pictures, things in limbo

sacred scraps of remembered time;

all erased in a moment's passing,

by the ever-ruthless flames.

now the dust returns to dust,

only ash remains,

and the people stand and weep

at life's quick cruelty.

[Snypiuer]

I never know what to say when something bad happens to others.

 

"I'm sorry" doesn't seem right - like MY saying it fixes anything.

 

"Look on the bright-side, no one was hurt" seems kinda flippant.

 

So. . . imagine the perfect thing a person you've never met could ever say to you in this situation to make you feel even a LITTLE bit better and know that I wish I could have come up with that.

[Harmonious_Echos]

Thanks, weenie...lol...but really it's OK, I just wanted a critique on the poem!

[Snypiuer]

Ummmmm. . . that WAS a critique of the poem.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Just kidding! Sorry, I could NOT stop myself - I am ashamed.

 

I do like the poem, but that's about as far as my 'critiquing' skills go.

 

Which is even more shameful - 'cause chicks like guys with skills.

[Harmonious_Echos]

ACK!! http://www.themightypen.net/public/style_emoticons/default/ohmy.gif "Ummmmm. . . that WAS a critique of the poem"

Lol actually I think it deserves that. I've written so much better!