Foundations & Frames
A Published Poem
Foundations & Frames
Decaying houses resting on crumbling foundations.
Ghostly shadows dressed in remembered riches twirling under flickering lights meandering endless halls.
Echoes of long silenced symphonies whisper of hidden secrets knocking against transparent doors stuck between emaciated frames.
Skeletons held together by silk threads shrouded in layers of dust fading in the sunlight hopelessly searching for kinder times.
Decomposing wonders abandoned by those they once sheltered.
About the Creator
Stacey Mataxis Whitlow (SMW)
Welcome to my brain. My daydreams are filled with an unquenchable wanderlust, and an unrequited love affair with words haunts my sleepless nights. I do some of my best work here, my messiest work for sure. Want more? https://a.co/d/0fFk2YMP
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