Scrapes on the floor from those that have passed here before
Memories of the past engraved as marks that will last
Some shallow some deep each a remembrance does keep
A gouge, heel skid black, peeling varnish, aging crack
Scuffs from an open door, new bride's footprint on varnished floor
One from haste a Christmas meal to taste
A black scar of a child's toy car
Scratch from broken glass left after anger's impasse
Glazed glare the trail of a rocking chair
Hieroglyphics, letters read, stains of wounds that blead
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Marks left upon time and places, much enjoyed
Thank you Norman for your read and kind words of encouragement they are most important to me
most welcome my friend
Good write SB. KP gives me some verbal 'hieroglyphics' cos I keep dishing up sewage for her! lol.
Thanks Orchi for the read and comment. She must be tired of sewage by now how about giving her a little muck for a change?
Yes lol.
Thanks so much Orchi for the review it is appreciated my friend
Dunno why she complains - all that protein for her in the sewage! I say 'You don't realise how generous I am to you with the healthy food I give you, my dear!' lol.
The evidence of time passing.I see a church floor at Christmas but there is a lot more in this Excellent
Thanks so much for the review my friend your interpretation and words of support mean a great deal
The scuffs and damage record the history of decades; our lives written out in the environments that we live in. 🙏🏻🕊️
Thank you Cryptic for your review. Indeed we leave our marks as do all that we can read in the environment around us. Some are easy to read and others may be faint or difficult to understand. Thanks again my friend
Soren, this makes me think about how places absorb us over time whether we notice it or not. Floors, walls, furniture…they quietly carry evidence of our living long after the moments themselves have passed. There’s something deeply human in that realization. Excellent piece, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
Thanks so much Tristan for the read and understanding comment. Yes we write our messages on floors and walls what ever we touch.
Nicely done. The imagery you painted of a worn floor serves as a canvas for the memories and experiences of those who have walked upon it. Your poem reflects on the interplay between physical space and emotional history, revealing how the mundane can hold profound significance. that every mark and scuff tells a story, capturing moments of joy, sorrow, love, and conflict.
Thank you Friendship you have hit it on the head my friend. I deeply appreciate your read and interpretation.
You're very welcome, my friend
Beautiful thought provoking write of how marks leave behind memories. Well written!
Thank you Katie your words are most appreciated
Both great and interesting that you document a change in values towards wear in objects. Indeed most antique dealers today mark as a selling point 'In untouched original condition', this a positive. I like the thought very much, Soren.
My only reservation would be those marks indicative of violence in some instances.
Thanks so much Dave I deeply appreciate the read and comment and would have to agree with you about the marks of violence, they tend to bring bad memories and sadness but like a sad ending in a book are still written to see.
I love it when some Writing on Walls are discovered in an Cathedral or Castle. Voices from the Past.
A good Poem.
Thanks so much Kevin your read and words are most important to me and most appreciated
Interesting poem nice work
Thank you so much for the read and encouraging comment
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