Broken Shutters

old chipped paint 

a porch in a state or disrepair 

broken shutters 

under the window an old rockin chair 

 

a thousand conversations 

faded echoes lost in dusty old wood 

mason jars ,old milk bottles 

in the shade from where a fallen tree stood 

 

previous souls 

who tried to change what 

could not be changed 

on a porch with broken shutters 

and soulful voices lost and rearranged 

 

voices out out of mind 

distant in the fabric of time 

drunken on the fruits of misbelief 

and abandoned vines of summertime 

 

age old hymms 

sung on the porch in memorian dust 

gardens of flowers picked in another age 

with leafless trees 

and shrouds caked in rust 

 

broken Shutters 

tossed in a pond of floating flowers 

where praying angels wade 

where timeless voices echo 

in sorrowful, soulless, treeless shade