It's Still Life

In My Room

This room is a dainty whim.
Its north light dimmed
through lacy sheers.
And against the wall
an old soft chair,
covered in ivy green —
it holds the corner with
photos, frames, books boxed
and scattered, and a stuffed
lizard with a bored grin.
A room for dust held tight,
here where life is unseen.
It’s a dainty whim,
this lonely place where
the past never fades.

 
© Misky 2016 – p.s. this is not my room. For Poetic Bloomings: 18 July “Endless Summer” The title is from a song in the album “Endless Summer”