The Broken House

Raspy whisper of wind is still rumbling

through a house fallen into a ruin

one night storm made it rubbles--

salient proof of fall.

I now rare to know,

if resiliency

will rummage

the broken

house!

*Note:

This Nonet is written for One Stop Poetry. 

Nonet is a form of a poem with a total of nine lines. The first line must have nine syllables, second line eight syllables, third line seven syllables and so on until you end with one syllable.

I See This Girl and Guy

This picture is a work of Bonnie.

I see this girl, a particular girl

standing in a corner of this gallery:

she looks so worried or weary

I can tell it from the swing of her earrings from pearl

I see this guy, a guy in all black

I can't tell how he looks or feel

he just seems so amazed he stands still

in front of the big painting of black

I suddenly realize it

this girl can't take off her eyes from the guy in a black

who can't take his eyes off the painting of black

I then wondered, but please forgive me for this thought:

if this is a story of love triangle in a modern world--

between a girl, a guy, and this guy's beloved artwork.

*Note:

This poem is written for Friday Poetically with Bryan Miller who provided three artworks of her friend, Bonnie, to be picked one as an inspiration of writing a poem.

Thanks to Bryan and Bonnie for this week's prompt... :)