Patricia Krull

Rookie (1/16/58 / Philadelphia, PA)

Lace Curtains - Poem by Patricia Krull

Lace curtains through old windows
Are what these dark eyes see
Lace curtains through old windows
Are but prison bars to me
Like a ghost I haunt the wooden stairs
And swing the porch in solitaire
Fearful of the clatter of hardwood floors
As I close the parlor pocket doors
A flower in the attic
A room innocent of lace
I gaze down at the world below
Wearing a desperate face
I wait for him to deliver me
I wait for him to set me free


Comments about Lace Curtains by Patricia Krull

  • Rookie Mary Gordley (2/9/2008 8:16:00 PM)

    Very fine work. You have left me with some memorable lines and lace curtains will make me think of you. Thank you and I will be happy to see your name on the list with more poems. (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie Broken Peaces (2/8/2008 1:38:00 PM)

    Well penned and beautiful content 10 (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, February 8, 2008



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