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Buckets of flowers wait in rows outside the broken house. The wooden floors
will be cleared of trash and the gaps planted with grape hyacinths. The
chairs with no seats: padded with moss and poppy heads, succulents and
pale anemones. The peeling walls rain yellow tulips and from broken window panes pour pink lilies. Pansies bloom in the porcelain sink cracked and devoid of fixtures. Fronds of ferns reach from the bookshelf where the top
row of books survives, useless, leaves stuck together, solid, The hole in the roof is an oculus. There are no bars left on the door.

4 comments add one below

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    Melanie over 8 years ago

    Gorgeous imagery with a fantastic final line. This is wonderful!

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    Neville Hunt over 8 years ago

    What a floral delight amongst the dross and destruction.

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    D.M. over 8 years ago

    Thank you all. 'Worth a Google, especially to see the Images.

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    Chris Walker over 8 years ago

    Excellent!

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