Poetry Thursday

From an idea on the theme: If These Walls Could Talk


Voices in the Dark

by Susan Abraham

If these walls could talk...
I would have heard the whispers in the bud
and not when they spilt onto the leaves.

If these walls could talk...
they would have soaked me in murals and paint
where I would have masqueraded
a soldier dressed in blood.

If these walls could talk...
they would have been my cosy fireplace
for when they decided to cave into my face.

If these walls could talk...
they would have shrunk right down to midget size
that I would gladly hop over for the skies.