The Old Red Barn
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[This poem was written sometime in 1968. It first appeared in my anthology, The Lady in the Pink Hat, Candor Press, 1969.]
The old red barn once stood proud
Against the storm, paying
Its own way with the Mail Pouch
Sign, brimming with hay
It staved winter's starving chill
A vanguard of stubborn will.
But now the storms have racked
The bones and flailed the bloody flesh
Torn away the shingles and
Raked across the giant yellow letters,
Letting in the cold and bitter air
Left the rubble for the vacant stare.
Copyright © L Milton Hankins | Year Posted 2021
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