Yesterday this store breathed of saffron and pepper
scents heavy enough to make you dizzy.
Today it smells of rust
and tendrils of ivy explore the shelves.
Tomorrow, walls like the stumps of teeth
will frame broken windows
and a flock of crows like a fierce feathered squall.
Don't flinch. They're just reverberations of history,
the ghosts of old transactions
in a deserted emporium.
--for Read Write Poem's NaPoWriMo prompt #22: wordle
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Thursday, April 22, 2010
The Emporium of Tomorrow
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6 comments:
Great use of the words.Enjoyed this.
Super poem!
This is really wonderful. I love "walls like the stumps of teeth" and crows like a "fierce feathered squall"
I love the title and it is the same one I came up with for my poem, but a very different poem. I like yours very much.
salaam aleykum
love your poem!
khadija
Great job with the prompt! Beautiful descriptions.
like all your poems that I have read....well done and nice read for me...thanks for sharing your words
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