So Very Long Ago.

Goldfinch60



I walk into the old church

Looking at the architecture.

The beauty of the stonework

Lovingly constructed

To bring the building to life,

So very long ago.

 

As I walk round I hear sounds

As if the stones are talking to me,

Creating words

From those whispers

That they inherited,

So very long ago.

  • Author: Goldfinch60 (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: June 7th, 2021 00:51
  • Comment from author about the poem: So many words withheld in old buildings.
  • Category: Reflection
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  • Neville


    not only atmospheric and acoustically acclaimed .. those last four lines are literally literarily divine ..............

    • Goldfinch60

      Thank you Neville, much appreciated.

      Andy

    • Saxon Crow

      Nicely done GF. There are stories in buildings that will never be told again

      • Goldfinch60

        So true SC, so many stories hidden in their walls.

        Andy

      • dusk arising

        As a man who latterly used his hands to earn a crust in the construction industry I tend to look upon those fine old buildings as the places I would have been called upon to build had i been around then. (and who knows considering reincarnation etc).

        Churches especially talk to those of us who will sit in peace and contemplate, so I am with you in the spirit of your post today.

        Lovely music, unfamiliar to me.

        • Goldfinch60

          Totally agree d a, sitting silently in old churches certainly bring peace to me.

          So much music - so little time.

          Andy

        • orchidee

          A fine write Gold.
          I thought it was gonna be about us two and our helping to save the dinosaurs, when we was around at that time.

          • Goldfinch60

            Those voices came much later than we were but we never heard them as you would insist on singing!

            Andy

            • orchidee

              Did I even contribute to their extinction by singing? Did I help to muck that up too, as I mucked up 1066? It's all my fault, you know - probably!

            • L. B. Mek

              so true Andy, I think Michael shared a painting
              of a derelict or empty church a few months back
              that could have added a wonderful garnish to your write
              ( https://mypoeticside.com/show-poem-127725 )..
              I agree, there's something residually powerful
              about buildings that have soaked-up
              the churning of time and survived
              somehow, they posses a gravitas
              beyond simple concepts of legacy
              in-fact, its much more tangible and vivid
              like the feel of dancing lights
              from behind closed eyes
              as we look up to that distance sun
              but feel its warmth, like a caress...

              • Goldfinch60

                Thank you Mek. Yes Michael did share a painting of a church, I am a great admirer of his work and have written poems about them.

                Yes there is something very intriguing and beguiling about old buildings, especially churches.

                Andy

                • L. B. Mek

                  yep: 'intriguingly beguiling'
                  that the descriptive, fit
                  my vocabulary was lacking,
                  as astute and succinct as ever Andy, thanks

                • Michael Edwards

                  Beautiful write and I've added a church to my posting today to go with it. (just as well as it his little to do with my posting lol)

                  • Goldfinch60

                    Thank you Michael, much appreciated.

                    Andy

                  • Doggerel Dave

                    So addicted to English cathedrals, despite no religion. And despite the awareness of the wealth and power they symbolise for me.
                    The soaring sense of peace and space. Definitely bigger inside than out (please don’t mention Tardis) I would sit there in awe, wonder about it’s construction…never heard anything…perhaps I should revisit with your sensibility, Andy.

                    • Goldfinch60

                      They can be like that Dave, just to sit in silence in a cathedral of even a small old church can bring such meaning and peace to us.

                      Andy



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