House of Fire

House of Fire

A Poem by Theo Ratcliffe

House of Fire


They laughed as his house burnt down,


Flames rising,


Its colours glowing bright in the coal filled town.


The ash floated down from the sky


As if those whom he had killed wanted it to happen,


While they watched from heaven.


In a matter of minutes, everything he had was gone


Buckets of water couldn’t save the umbrella of hope he left behind.


The sheet that signed away the town, no longer existed.


All evidence erased.


All this time he thought he was a sagacious person,


But to the public he was sour like a lime,


As he dug himself deeper and deeper into a trench.




© 2017 Theo Ratcliffe


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Added on February 19, 2017
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Theo Ratcliffe
Theo Ratcliffe

Ontario, Canada



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A poem records emotions and moods that lie beyond normal language, that can only be patched together and hinted at metaphorically. - Diane Ackerman more..

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