note - I'm calling this a "collage" of poems rather than a long poem with parts.
A collage would have unifying elements that make it seem whole, yet each poem different. They are all short poems and easy to read.
..........I
In the aged
dust-toned shadows
of the room
the
stairs
creak
with flights
of fancy
this house
of my space -
is my place
to dream
..........II
Light intercepts
the dark graze
of shadows
provokes
panicked footsteps
in the hurry of the mice
the wall-writing moons
leave silver penumbras
on the dusty windows
borrowing colors
from beyond
from the wild woods
where the light falls
the stars pulse
around the room
..........III
Roof
with a warm slant of moon
lies down in the dark
un-peopled silence
where the cat
pats across unseen
on the yellow green
..........IV
To break
the hymen of darkness
a warm glowing
lissome of light
softens the night around
my crumpled sheets
and feather-down pillow
a window
in the midst of stars
watches moons beyond
the silver cumulus
and looks with me
beyond the chill
a virginal sun waiting
beyond the green shutters
its sleep of time waking
with the morning doves
..........V
pale
as the glow
of the radio
moonlight
slips
among tunes
steals
songs
from the magic
of morning music
..........VI
Sometimes
one can hear
the old shifting
of sewing machines
the put-put-put
of antique washers
one can see
a mended wall
rusty cans
a broken doll
and one remembers
childhood friends
whose voices echo
down the hall
..........VII
Misty stones
long dead bones
the resting place
of my beloved friends
while somewhere
in the corner of a room
a picture lies
yellow edges speckled by the flies
in time
no on can tell
if once it held
a sad and lonely smile
or if perchance
for reasons of the heart
the eyes contained a mystery
worlds apart
..........VIII
Red letters leap
from back shelf
laced cobwebs cover
the shutter stop
I recall a flash
of forgotten memory -
her green eyes watching
from the brownie camera
..........IX
House
half realized
in the stillness
where scrim of limbs
thin leaves
in the solitude senses
the menace
of total darkness -
extinction of sky
penumbra
shorn of pity
turns its back
on baffled visions
eerie ghost lines
in the sameness
..........X
Blinking its eyes shut
over the room
a sleepy rose
wraps the moon
in leaves
folds it under
the round end
of the air
as night curtains
the sweet peel
of dusk
my voice
sowing the shadows
with song
I am at peace with music
and some
remembered-thing
from another time
..........END
A collage would have unifying elements that make it seem whole, yet each poem different. They are all short poems and easy to read.
..........I
In the aged
dust-toned shadows
of the room
the
stairs
creak
with flights
of fancy
this house
of my space -
is my place
to dream
..........II
Light intercepts
the dark graze
of shadows
provokes
panicked footsteps
in the hurry of the mice
the wall-writing moons
leave silver penumbras
on the dusty windows
borrowing colors
from beyond
from the wild woods
where the light falls
the stars pulse
around the room
..........III
Roof
with a warm slant of moon
lies down in the dark
un-peopled silence
where the cat
pats across unseen
on the yellow green
..........IV
To break
the hymen of darkness
a warm glowing
lissome of light
softens the night around
my crumpled sheets
and feather-down pillow
a window
in the midst of stars
watches moons beyond
the silver cumulus
and looks with me
beyond the chill
a virginal sun waiting
beyond the green shutters
its sleep of time waking
with the morning doves
..........V
pale
as the glow
of the radio
moonlight
slips
among tunes
steals
songs
from the magic
of morning music
..........VI
Sometimes
one can hear
the old shifting
of sewing machines
the put-put-put
of antique washers
one can see
a mended wall
rusty cans
a broken doll
and one remembers
childhood friends
whose voices echo
down the hall
..........VII
Misty stones
long dead bones
the resting place
of my beloved friends
while somewhere
in the corner of a room
a picture lies
yellow edges speckled by the flies
in time
no on can tell
if once it held
a sad and lonely smile
or if perchance
for reasons of the heart
the eyes contained a mystery
worlds apart
..........VIII
Red letters leap
from back shelf
laced cobwebs cover
the shutter stop
I recall a flash
of forgotten memory -
her green eyes watching
from the brownie camera
..........IX
House
half realized
in the stillness
where scrim of limbs
thin leaves
in the solitude senses
the menace
of total darkness -
extinction of sky
penumbra
shorn of pity
turns its back
on baffled visions
eerie ghost lines
in the sameness
..........X
Blinking its eyes shut
over the room
a sleepy rose
wraps the moon
in leaves
folds it under
the round end
of the air
as night curtains
the sweet peel
of dusk
my voice
sowing the shadows
with song
I am at peace with music
and some
remembered-thing
from another time
..........END
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