Long ago rooms

Day 11 of NAPOWRIMO….the prompt at Real Toads is to use the phrase “long ago rooms” from a Maya Angelou poem and to use 12 or less lines to write the poem.  #30 in 30.

Long Ago Rooms
Through open windows drifts the scents
of honeysuckle gardenia magnolia –
Books are covered with dust
And unread – memories sleep
in these long ago rooms.
Childhood has become old age
laughter has been stilled –
the night lasts forever.

10 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. Sherry Marr
    Apr 11, 2018 @ 15:44:32

    I love “Memories sleep in these long ago rooms.” Loved this.


  2. elleceef
    Apr 11, 2018 @ 19:25:06

    I, too, love
    “memories sleep in these long ago rooms.” I sense a hush over all.


  3. Margaret Elizabeth Bednar
    Apr 11, 2018 @ 20:06:30

    We never outgrow our childhood in the sense it is in our bones – at least mine is. Beautiful.


  4. Rosemary Nissen-Wade
    Apr 12, 2018 @ 00:20:37

    Beautifully – if somewhat sadly – nostalgic.


  5. othermary
    Apr 12, 2018 @ 06:59:43

    What a sad, lovely scene you paint.


  6. sanaarizvi
    Apr 12, 2018 @ 07:46:42

    “memories sleep in these long ago rooms”… so incredibly tender and beautiful!💞


  7. Victoria C. Slotto
    Apr 13, 2018 @ 16:00:09

    So poignant. You took me back with you, only to my long ago room.


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