“That Old Wood Porch” – Lucia Sullivan

Art: Dorina Costras

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“That Old Wood Porch”

” I welcomed you,
Like a shiny object.
In my eyes,
You were as bright,
As the sun drop spots,
In a spiders web in the Spring.
I had never seen,
Your suffering.
I faded into a daydream,
When your smile came out.
I heard the water droplets thru the water spout.
Where the well sat silent and still.
And the trees bent slow and easy to hear us whispering.
Thud, thud, thud.
The water gave you presence.
A backdrop,
For you laughter.
Oh,
That soul.
You had escaped,
Some long lost eternity.
Where Angels breath blew you,
Thru the Southern skies of home.
You fell into a world of clocks.
And tick tocks.
Not meant to stay too long.
I welcomed you like a shiny object.
A reminder that even Angels,
Dance in the rain.
A shadowy prescence,
Thru a young girl’s window pane.
In a world full of of wooden wrist watches,
You were golden.
So for now,
You are,
Forever frozen.
In the window pane,
Of my childhood heart.”

Written by Lucia Sullivan copyright 2017 all rights reserved

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luciasullivanpoetry

New York

I am a clairvoyant, poet, writer, and seer. I believe all things are moving towards the light. I love music, dancing, boating, nature, and animals.

 

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