CFFC: Dilapitated

What is it about run down buildings that stirs the imagination?

This crumbling facade inspired the poem Abandoned:

CornerRomaTX

No voices linger,
not even the sound
of shattered glass
echoes, only bones

shedding flesh,
an unholy darkness
within, a mystery
shrouded in silence.

Momsschool

This is the schoolhouse where my mother-in-law had her first job as a teacher, at the age of 18.

(This post inspired by Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge: Barns or Dilapidated Buildings)

4 thoughts on “CFFC: Dilapitated”

Both your photos are perfect for this week’s theme. Thanks for playing.

LikeLiked by 1 person

V.J. Knutson says:

May 16, 2018 at 4:27 pm

Thanks Cee.

LikeLike

Reply

I love abandoned buildings. I find I personify them; I want to imagine them the silent watchers and keepers of secrets. I can’t help but stop and imagine them full of life and loved; sometimes it isn’t so rosy. Loved your poem.

LikeLiked by 1 person

V.J. Knutson says:

May 16, 2018 at 4:26 pm

Thanks so much. So many stories in abandoned places.

LikeLiked by 1 person

Reply

Frigid (haiku)

An Escape Plan

An incorrigible hagengages my loneliness –like an assassin sniffing outany scent of vulnerability I am lowering standardsthis history of imprisonmentenabling inappropriate openings I cry for new perspectiveponder after boundariesintending to defend Like an unwanted bullseyeI am pursued on repeatmalice considering mea problem to be solved Who is this old womanwhose thoughts are daggerswho calls upon […]

Making of a Woman

I know that abyss –swallowed up as I waspunch-drunk on darkness Bled as I emerged,each reach a scrape –there was release too Revived now, I honourthat passage, recognizethe making of a woman. (Making of a Woman first appeared here, December 2021. Image: self portrait in ink)