Poem 12 is a post in the This House of Dreams blog, written by Samantha Wells.
Transcript
Poem 12
As the photos are a bit blurry, I’ll transcribe the poems:
Kept from sleep again last night
By the sound of chimes
I sway
So far below heaven
So high above hell
Frost creeps up
The trunk of my spine
All is blackness through these holes
Of my eyes
Just the wind in my skull
And the wings of her crows
They perch on the gallows
They have pecked me clean
And made a chime from
My bones
NOTE: Also written on the page: “B’s comment: a diver, not a hanged man, think about it!!!”
| This House of Dreams posts | |
|---|---|
| February 22 | Introduction |
| February 23 | Tour of the House |
| March 02 | First Night in the House |
| March 05 | Toys in the Attic |
| March 11 | Shoebox Photos |
| March 14 | Shoebox Dream |
| March 25 | Under the House • Shoebox Poems |
| April 09 | Poem 1 • Poem 2 • Poem 3 • Poem 4 • Poem 5 • Poem 6 • Poem 7 • Poem 8 • Poem 9 • Poem 10 • Poem 11 • Poem 12 |
| May 30 | Shoebox Dream 2 |
| June 04 | No Light, No Light |
| June 05 | Untitled post |
| June 13 | Haunted House? |
| July 22 | Houseguests |
| July 23 | Inside the Shoebox |
| July 26 | More Shoebox Poems • Poem 13 • Poem 14 • Poem 15 • Poem 16 • Poem 17 • Poem 18 • The Title Page |
| July 29 | Diving Deep |