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Foundations

PostPosted: Tue Aug 23, 2011 9:37 am
by marwood
High on a parched ledge a buddleia clings
to life, somehow surviving, roots burrowing

into the crumbling masonry; seagulls
are in the city flat footed on roof tops,

their cries incongruous amidst the silence
of this forlorn Victorian factory.

This whole area is being restored,
old warehouses are now restaurants and bars.

I stand in the cobbled courtyard littered
with discarded empty bottles, fragments

from the homeless. I remember someone
once told me that everything can be repaired,

providing that the foundations are strong;
I offer you my hand, will you take it?

Re: Foundations

PostPosted: Tue Aug 23, 2011 3:51 pm
by Saturn
Excellent stuff as ever marwood, well done; thanks for sharing it.

Re: Foundations

PostPosted: Wed Aug 24, 2011 1:50 am
by WolfLarsen
Paints a strong picture. I've always loved old factories!

Re: Foundations

PostPosted: Wed Aug 24, 2011 7:45 am
by marwood
Thank you for your comments.
It was inspired by a walk through Birmingham's jewellery quarter and with thoughts
of my two brother's, we have not spoken for almost four years.
We were all very close and I hope one day we will be again.

Take care.
Marwood.

Re: Foundations

PostPosted: Fri Aug 26, 2011 11:58 am
by titian dj
Hi Marwood

An excellent poem in many respects.I suspected this was Birmingham and thought the imagery was very revealing as you describe how the buildings of the industrial past are to receive a much needed face lift. I've seen similar developments in Manchester and Newcastle, with Newcastle being especially impressive. I also acknowledege the central premise and admire how you have achieved a connection in the closing lines. Maybe something extra in the title to clue us in to the family issue.

A great write

Best

Bri