I'm planning another chapbook of my poems and will definitely reuse this one published in an earlier chapbook. Our old city hall was the site of almost all activities in our little town of Sheldon - BB games, class plays, Legion breakfasts, wedding dances, anything.
City Hall Fell
October 10, 2005
Bewildered ghosts rose
amid bird-flurry
fell. Heavy steel hands
punched and clawed the bricks
until they succumbed.
Standing there, watching,
one could hear ancient
amalgams of echoes
choking in the clouds
as the roof and walls
fell. With their sanctum
destroyed they whispered
their final good-byes.
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