23rd August 2016

Prompt from http://www.davidrm.com/resources/writing-exercises/ -Write a poem that describes a walk through a house from the perspective of a child.

Walls as white as the winter snow,
Polished floor shining like a mirror.
Lines and lines of portraits, in blacks , browns and reds.
This was not just a house but a true mansion.

Outside, the grounds stretched in an endless green.
As far as my eyes could travel from this height.
And there.was this faint smell of wood,
As I rested my cheek against the tall frame of the window.

I climbed the creaking stairs two at a time.
And before me were many rooms waiting to be explored.
One was full of books, another filled with toys.
And there was one with a huge bed, with pillows that looked like clouds.

It was in the corner that I found the old closet.
Looking as if it hid great secrets within.
With trembling hands I yanked it open and entered.
Only to step out of my dreams, into my own room.