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Poem - The House Children

Updated on April 28, 2012

in the chaos I stumbled over this image and I could just see them crowding around, waiting, waiting...


Image used courtesy of Mel Rodicq "Brightown by Mel Rodicq"
Image used courtesy of Mel Rodicq "Brightown by Mel Rodicq"

the house children

the house children gathered around

their window eyes wide in amazement

at a grey poet sketching silent words

long words sad words future words

tell us a poem, flat roof called,

emboldened at the back

their colours fluttered in excitement

at their feet the poet drew a stage

and stepping up towards a tomorrow he began


once upon a lost world

the magics faded and died,

killed by greed and grandeur

houses never young

born old and tired they stood forlorn

mostly in greys and pale ochres

music tears dripped dripped

from the sadness of the sky

artists painting protests

floated on the river black

but then came May

the anniversary of a butterfly revolution

when Mel the magnificent

ran the streets in a naked blue

houses danced in delight

their grey crumbs loose for birds

in blue blushes

magic trickled from the fountains

and in our moment of silent appreciation

we heard a baby house cry

and the sky wept rainbow tears

saved we were from the fate of old earth




a little note

I read a quote yesterday by the Greek poet Odysseas Elytis...

“The poet must be generous. Trying not to lose even a moment of your supposed talent is like trying not to lose a cent of the interest of the small principal given you. Poetry is not a bank. It is the antithesis, precisely. If a text can be shared, so much the better. If not, it's alright. What must be practiced — assiduously, infinitely, and without the slightest pause - is anti-servitude, noncompliance, and independence. Poetry is the other face of Pride.”

Odysseas Elytis, Open Papers (selections in Eros, Eros, Eros)...

..trying to blend into corporate america is a mistake, I'd say for everybody, not just poets. This quote stimulated me to take up my poetry cross again, ok jesus are you ready, let's go...



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      des donnelly 4 years ago from NYC....

      Hi Suprabha.. thanks very much for the nice comment..

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      Suprabha Raorane 4 years ago from mumbai,india

      Poem is beautiful :)

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      des donnelly 7 years ago from NYC....

      Hey Silver... that is great, fantastic... and three years is not long for poetry.. :-)

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      SilverGenes 7 years ago

      The image and the words are great! I enjoyed it very much :)

      I see this is a 3 -year-old posting but some things are timeless, like this poem. Thanks very much. You brightened my day!

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      des donnelly 11 years ago from NYC....

      thanks very much Iðunn ..appreciated..

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      Iðunn 11 years ago

      welcome back, drax. this poem is lovely.

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      des donnelly 11 years ago from NYC....

      ta ta very much Jimmy, missed all the craic myself, work work is no fun and it's hard getting off the treadmill.. thanks again Jimmy...

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      James Paterson 11 years ago from Scotland

      Drax my friend good to see you back, I look forward to more great poetry from the master himself ,missed you.....jimmy

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      des donnelly 11 years ago from NYC....

      Hi Robin & Paul

      thanks very much, job required travel left me out of the loop there for a few months and really when you do not work for a while here it gets messy.

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      Paul Edmondson 11 years ago from Burlingame, CA

      Great pic, great poem. Hope all is well.

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      Robin Edmondson 11 years ago from San Francisco

      The Hub Poet is back...we've missed you so! ;)