Written for: The Twiglets #174 – “through iron gates”
What will I find
on the other side
of iron gates?
Cold to the touch
like the bars
on cages in the zoo
weeds twist on brown grass
neglect shows sorry face through
rusted iron gate
There once was a young girl named Kate
who played alone behind an iron gate
Her vicious old aunt
kept her in like a plant
’til Kate escaped. Her aunt withered away from hate.
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oooh…. iron can be so cold.
I was watching a reno show and this particular set of folks liked to take off iron decorations that didn’t belong on the style of homes where it was seemingly haphazardly added.
Your Limerick reminds me of the horror flick “Red Rose” … just a tad anyway. Or the Winchester house where the ‘spirits’ kept the woman building additions all of her live long days.
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These are new to me. Sound intriguing!
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