The Black Shack

The Black Shack

A Poem by Ricky Campbell

The little black shack
Sitting in the cornfield
Among the barrenness on the side of the road
Hides itself from the world
But is visible to me

it sits there in the light
In broad, open daylight
As black as the midnight sky

The purpose of this shack is unclear
For nothing sits inside of it
For it's just an empty shack
Or an eyesore on the side of the road

It's quite odd as to why someone would build it there
On the side of the road
Within the confines of a cornfield
And not store a thing inside of it

It's just like problems in our life
Taking up space in the side of our mind
Hiding from the rest of the world
And appearing as an eyesore to us

So do as you may with your "black shack"
Take whatever steps are needed
For mine is no longer a black shack
But now a pile of black ashes
Scattered around, and out of my mind.

© 2015 Ricky Campbell


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wonderful description and great job writing this..... it's wonderful

Posted 9 Years Ago


From your first write, to this new poem I see tremendous transition and growth. I am in admiration and so proud of you. I cannot wait to see how you will grow further as a person and in your writing. I thought this was very thought-provoking and profound.

Posted 9 Years Ago


Like wording!
Well done!!

Posted 9 Years Ago


Interesting take on our darker parts, Ricky!

Posted 9 Years Ago


Very well done Ricky, like the imagery and the metaphor use. :) Rudi

Posted 9 Years Ago


I love fire so I loved this. Thank you for posting new things for me to read. I always love your writing. This is a huge difference from what you used to post, but I like it more :) I wanna burn my little black shack now :P Catch title, too :D

Posted 9 Years Ago


the message, the vocabulary, the theme, the expression, the execution every thing is simply brilliant Ricky.
Great job :)

Posted 9 Years Ago


I like the message within this poem, sometimes our minds focus on unnecessary things which can create an "eyesore" feeling, like you explained in the poem. I especially like how you ended the poem, it challenges readers to do the same, to no longer keep the "black shack" cluttering our minds, but to take action and get rid of it.

Good Job

Posted 9 Years Ago


Great imaginary and originality. Love this one :)

Posted 9 Years Ago


This is a beautiful write. I liked the title, well done! :)

Posted 9 Years Ago



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Added on March 31, 2015
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Tags: alone, clack, shack, problems

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Ricky Campbell
Ricky Campbell

Portage, MI



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I am a 16 year old teen from a calm, quiet city. I have aspirations of publishing a book of poetry before I graduate high school, and would appreciate any feed back and tips! Also, if you would like m.. more..

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