Those Broken Cellar Doors

A memory... A flashback I just had.

I remember an old cellar door

weeds rising from the hill above it,

scattered.

There were dying sun flowers amongst them.

The ashen colours 

of the clouds against the incandescent moon.

The breeze lifelessly dancing through the echoes of leaves,

turning to dust in my hand.

The voice of the wind 

bouncing on the insides of my ear,

making a howl like the coyote in the distance.

Moist grass clung to the bottoms of my bare feet,

the midnight dew

reflecting the moons soft rays of colourless light,

over the trees that would sing at the unlit skies.

Darkness surrounded me..

Standing beneath the earth,

before me the cellar door stood,

lonely,

cold,

and alone.

The roots of time 

growing down the roof,

tarnished from dirt and grime.

It's doors were open but I dared not go in.

No light would ever touch this place.

No moonlight glow

or sunlit sky.

In the shadowed darkness I remember

those broken cellar doors,

what laid there after I will not know

but the echoes from within.

Author's Note

Just writing what was on my mind.

Reviews

Amazing write ! I love the layout, it accentuates the words perfectly; such a strong vocabulary. And a strong ending as well ! I could see the whole story played out clearly in my mind's eye and I was taken on a journey. Very interesting and fun to watch. 100/100 !

[joshua deathdealer]

Nice write. I like the form and great imagery..xx

[SilentVerses]

As you guide the reader through memory and thought images develop of the haunted place, shrouded in darkness your words hold a melancholy that is contrasted with the beautiful description of senses through the surrounding world. In the midst of darkened life the darkness emanates from this door, as though it is a part of the mind forgotten about, not visited for fear of what might be. A fear lodges itself in your bones at what could lie beyond the door of secrets and deceit. So many ways to approach the poem, love it.

[Tasha]

I loved the structure and the imagery, you painted a beautiful picture. This was amazing. Great job.
♥ Ta'Shandra

[Carrion.]

I like the whole structure. The imagery is absolutetly terrific. I really enjoyed it ^-^

[OtherWorldWoman]

This is very beautiful and you painted an amazing picture. The images were set wildly afire in my mind, and though I cannot discern whether your memory may hold positive or negative feelings, I yearned to be there after reading through it. I was drawn to it. It was not as if I was reading a poem about it, but rather as if I were watching it happen from afar. I am extremely impressed, Ty.

[Alskar]

Your structure's cool, like a winding stairway up to the heavens. It doesn't half do my head in reading it, though xD This poem is very sensory, I could feel myself being in this place. My only bit of advice is to maybe steer away from the cliches a bit more, like 'darkness surrounded me' and 'the echoes within'. They're not cliches, as such, it's more that sounds like you're trying too hard to make it eerie. But apart from that, it's a beautiful piece.

[Internet Killed TV]

This was eerily beautiful. I could relate. Nice poem.

[Desmund Tiny]

great poem....^^,