His house is made of crumbling slats
of rotted knotted oak
peeling paint
and weakened joints.
The wind blows unfettered
through unshuttered apertures
dragging fresh sunlight in
and memories away.
On sunny days
he visits the front porch
less and less often.
He prefers to explore
those rooms further in
where tide and time have yet to reach. Sometimes
he might be gone for a week.
And one day soon, too soon
(not soon enough)
his ramshackle dwelling will collapse
tumbling six feet down
abandoned at last.
















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Thanks for sharing.
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However, this is a great metaphor you've come up with, and it has a lot of potential.
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Tell wind and fire where to stop, but don't tell me.
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I've been playing with this for the past several hours, tweaking and tucking. In your opinion, is it improved? If so, has it improved enough? And if not, where do you think the problem(s) might lie?
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That was great. And you didn't need to say it was a metaphor.
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One thing I noticed (conscious or unconscious) was the more advanced language at the beginning and the simpler word choice at the end. I think this adds to the idea of deterioration; however, I think it needs to be more pronounced to be truly effective. Or, if it's unintentional, the vocabulary level needs to be more consistent.
I really like "Sometimes, he'll be gone for a week." Formatting adds a nice touch.
The last line bothers me. The stanza itself is well done, but the phrase "at last" seems a bit cliched. It also doesn't seem to fit. His house collapsing and being abandoned are two different things. I'm not sure how you would go about un-cliche-ing the last line, but I think it's worth trying.
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Tell wind and fire where to stop, but don't tell me.
No, it wasn't intentional; but now that you've pointed it out, I like the effect. (The alterations in the second stanza came about when I decided to not use wind and window together. And the ramshackle dwelling came thisclose to being a decrepit dwelling instead.)
Thank you. I do like the sentiment, but I'm not completely sold on its expression; so that still might change.
Hmm. I don't really have an answer for this. Perhaps it might help to consider what the house stands for? (That it drops exactly six feet is meant as a clue.)
As always, I appreciate the effort you've put into your critique.
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(Perhaps not; I just wanted to clarify that it's not about an old man hiding out in a condemned building, as the photo might lead one to believe.)
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My drama exam is actually being based around Alzheimers at the moment, so I think I'll show this to one of the members of my group, it's fairly similar to a few ideas we're going to be using.
It's very...ah, I can't think of the word - it makes you follow the deterioration as you read it, if you know what I mean?
Anyway. I like it
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