Ruinous Considerations – a poem

Sentinels of ruination stand at all corners,

Waiting for their appropriate chance to leap,

To pounce, prepared from the initial jump

With all necessary appurtenances for their



Paragons of banality ring about in rhymes

Held as staves to smash in what resists

Against the accepted boredom, made

Acceptable for the slow fuse of confusing


Tall stand the sentinels of greydom, warriors

Ready at a moment’s dry notice to appear,

From rooms where tapestries hang decrepit dusty,

Waiting to pounce, trapped souls tuned in timeless




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