::.Creaky Floor Boards.::

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
Part of a poem challenge.

Submitted: July 08, 2010

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Submitted: July 08, 2010



 Every sound is heard

within the creaky floor boards.

Every cough and every step,

door knobs are shaking,

buried secrets to who you’ve become

are voluntary taking,

memories whisper of a victory,

“I know who you are

and why you stand.

I’m the only thing you’ve

got to always show

a helping hand.”

If you dance in the fire

freshly painted china

for a tea party will chip,

the protective cover smear will rip,

bad endings may show off

their brutal honesty sarcasm lip,

but if the music to which you sing

doesn’t offer the right strength in

who you are, why you’re here,

how can you expect the result to be sincere?

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