Steady is the valance
Wrinkled are the drapes
The blind abstracts focus
As the outside retracts its call
Enclosed
Until curtains draw
A stated shade
Reflects it all
Beyond the tint of shadows
Between the aged frame
There lays a pane
Tempered and alone
Steady is the valance
Glue above a fabric
Aching for repeal
Only as the light reenters vision
Will the settled dust reveal
Well stated, never know what you can find and/or remember if you take the time to actually look.
ReplyDeletesome fun internal rhyme and quick rhyme in this one...the dust, that gets me in trouble for not cleaning...
ReplyDeleteAmazing Fred the third stanza is my favorite but all the stanzas are gorgeous
ReplyDeletePat, you're absolutely right, keeping the eyes open is the best way to see
ReplyDeleteBrian, thanks, glad you enjoyed the piece, dust gets us all in trouble here and there lol
Mind...Really glad you enjoyed the piece, thanks for the feedback