The Cottage

The Cottage

Entombed,

the courtyard prison

surrounds us.

David and Victor the guards;

Our quarry of rocks,

the burden of hard labour,

a garden that mocks

a cutting edge,

defies tranquillity.

No life beyond

those high walls,

other than fellow prisoners

whom we never see,

but hear their lives

in play through open windows.

The cottage itself

A tomb whose soul is dead

and where concern

is a constant companion.

Yet you hold it dear,

would value it

above my love,

beyond my affection,

 my adoration

and my dedication,

until it kills us dead.

28/07/12

Reviews

[DIVYA]

This is not about prison...Its about someone's overwhelming almost irrational love for a house. Must be a very gloomy and depressing place to be described as a tomb? Sometimes people cling to things rather than to people. Sad!

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Yes my ex whom I was with for two years valued her small cottage and pseudo country life style over substance. Thank you Divya.

[DIVYA]

you are welcome.