Hollow Poem by M.J. Lemon
Hollow
Building without foundation
courts ruination
action without rumination
saps elation
a wall and window
stand erect hollow
but what do i know
thinking winds blow
doors and floors
hit me to the core
I'll never leave this place
Anything life throws at
me I can face
believing
thinking
clinging
to you and you
Lovely poem. All the pounding and punching that life gives, amazing is human power to still love it, adjust to it and move with it. ito it
Thank you so much, Savita. And I agree about our remarkable ability to roll with whatever strikes.
2) cont'd: M.J., I love every thing about this poem, especially the line: 'thinking winds blow'. Couldn't help but think about Dylan when reading that masterful phrase. Par excellence!
Thank you so much for these comments, Richard. I was thinking about the 60s when I started this poem, Your ability to pick up on the subtle things is just amazing, my friend!
Had Bob Dylan not left his home town, would he have become so famous? Ditto for so many artistes! Food for thought, my friend!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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12/25/2025 8:08:21 AM # 1.0.0
Brilliant and significant piece.... thanks for sharing...
Many thanks, Anjandev. The fact this poem resonated means a great deal.