I have already tried this challenge once, and for some reason, I realised after the fact, the first attempt I published just doesn’t feel like it was done right. For me anyway. I don’t want to delete it because its out there now and I don’t like the idea of removing it so I just thought I would post another one. I don’t think that’s disallowed! Maybe you could tell me which version speaks to you guys more, So here goes…
I wander through the building
Feeling, sensing, touching,
I think how rough the wall feels
As my fingers brush the surface
And how cold the floor is,
My bare feet upon the stone.
I come here nightly
To sit upon the wall;
Absorb the building’s stories
And watch the dawn come up.
The bareness grounds me –
Brings me down to earth
The sense of calm it gives me
Cannot be found elsewhere.
The emptiness attracts me;
Pulls me to its aura
I walk here slowly every night.
By day I work, I play; I’m normal.
By moonlight?
I transform,
Wandering – gaze-less through the night.
I know the pillars and the arches
I trace them in my dreams.
And when I wake in the morning
I consider what might have been,
If I could really find this building
Stay there and never leave.
Just hibernate
In the building of my dreams.
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Love the use of senses to describe the place. Evocative poetry.
Thank you ever so much!
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